A game one of my sisters will play with me in my first year of being alive is called Good Baby Bad Baby. This consists of being told I am a good baby until I smile and laugh then being told I am a bad baby until I burst into tears. This training will stand me in good stead all through my life.
Mammograms are really sort of a gift. You can either catch something early or count your lucky stars because nothing was discovered. Either way you're ahead of the game.
