serafaery

It is the most spectacularly beautiful October day in all of existence. I had a beautiful bike ride with Cynthia this morning, after using my jumper cables and car battery to jump start a homeless guy's car who was parked where the city wanted to do some tree-trimming. He was super nice, I am sad for his circumstances.

I have to go get a biopsy of my left breast today and I am angry and scared. I don't think there is anything to worry about, it is just because I have "extremely dense breasts" and didn't have a baseline for my first scan because I have always found mammography to be barbaric - I read a history of its development when I was younger and it is sexist as fuck. I am quite certain that this is not how they scan for testicular cancer - so I waited until age 50 to do it. This is my punishment. I am still in pain from the additional scans I had to do yesterday, I am considering taking some ancient hoarded vicodin before I leave, though I probably shouldn't be driving on that stuff. Even if it's ten years old and has lost most of its potency.

Sigh.

I had a biopsy on my cervix that was painful and barbaric and ended up being absolutely unnecessary and a couple years later the news hit that having women do that particular kind of screening was a scam from the health care industry to make more money by creating false fear and recommending unnecessary painful invasive procedures for women. I was in pain and bleeding for weeks. For nothing. And here we are again.

But later tonight I will take my husband on a double date with some very kind friends and I will gaze at Robot Jared Leto for ~2 hrs while listening to NIN. Possibly while on drugs.