I’ve had a mammogram every year since the technology became known and available as a routine part of the yearly physical examination (probably in the late 1970s or early 1980s). In fact, when my doctor suggested that I have one, I didn’t have a clue as to what he was talking about. My mother wasn’t so lucky; her breast cancer was diagnosed in early 1962. The word “breast” as it relates to the female anatomy was hardly allowed to be referred to in polite company back then, and hardly ever on TV (except in the most motherly of terms). It was already too late for her; she passed away within a few months.
I cannot stress this enough. Don’t wait — and guys, read what Bandito has to say in previous posts, and emulate him if necessary. If your wife or girlfriend doesn’t make this a yearly practice — then you’ve got some convincing to do. Early detection is so important.
Don’t wait until it is too late.