The journey began with the new year — but really ... it began a full year before when the doctor peered over the rim of her glasses with a squint to her eyes and a bit of a scowl.
Speaking in a direct and serious tone, the doctor remarked, “You need to get a mammogram." I sighed. Then she sighed, too, and smiled and added, "Not because there is a problem. It's just precautionary."
That made sense. I agreed. Then for almost a year, I ignored what she said. And I had good reasons . . .
Audrey Marie Hessler,