I found out from some cool UK site last night, can't remember how to get to it, that for every child born, a woman reduces her chances of getting breast cancer by 7%, so that is 21% less risk for me right off the bat. Then for every year of nursing a women reduces her chance of breast cancer by 4.3%, so I think when I tallied it all up I have reduced my chances of getting breast cancer by over 81.2%. So, let's all pray that I am not in the bottom 18%..ok?
My mom, God rest her soul, died of metastic colon cancer at the very young age of 53. So, I have had every sort of humiliating butt test that can be done to a person. And I thought pap smears and childbirth removed modesty issues. HA! Sigmoidoscopies, Colonoscopies, Barium Enemas and the like, take naked humiliation in front of others to a whole new level. At least, for now, I know that my colon is clear. Yipee! Now on to the top half!
What I find so interesting is that when one really digs for the research on female cancers (breast, uterine, ovarian, cervical) the overwhelming evidence suggests that the less sexual partners you have (preferrably one) and the more kids you have and the longer you nurse them, the less risk you have of contracting these dreaded cancers. Seems to me God is saying, "Ladies, use them or lose them!"
Last thing, when I was telling Autumn that I had to go to the doctor this morning, she asked why. I told her I was having my boobs smooshed in a machine so they could take pictures of their insides and make sure they were ok. She said, which a most frightful look on her face, "Oh Mommy, I don't want your boobs to be smooshed!" I said, "It's okay, Honey, from what I hear, they bounce right back!" LOL
Oh yeah...and this is it, I mean it. Robert told me that if by waiting, until I am 42 to have my boobs smooshed, that I have neglected to find cancer that has already been lurking within me these past 2 years, that it won't matter if I am going to die, because he's gonna kill me. So, I have that to look forward to.