Chapter 54

“I had a mammogram recently, and because they thought they saw something, I had to have a biopsy. It was quite an experience.”

“How so?” Chris said.

“I had to lie facedown on a table. It looked like an X-ray table, except there was a hole in it for my boob. Then the guy jacked the table up in the air and rolled under it in his chair. When he took hold of my boob, I said, ‘Is this a milking machine, or am I here for an oil change?’ Poor man had to stop slicing because he was laughing so hard.”

“That was a dangerous thing to do, Deb,” George said, after he stopped laughing. “The guy had a sharp instrument in one hand and your breast in the other. He could have hurt you.”

“I’d had a local anesthetic at the time and probably wasn’t thinking too clearly. Anyhow, the biopsy came back negative, so I won’t be losing one of my assets.” She wiggled her chest by way of emphasis.

“And why didn’t you tell us about it?” Mike said. “We’d have been there to support you.”