Now what? The shock and sadness of not being needed have turned into the desire to retire from the longest and hardest job I’ve ever had, motherhood. And run with arms wide open to the next thing.

I thought I was losing my mind. I’m now 43 years old and feel like my body has become an evil foe I’m not familiar with.

Life is hard.

If we just called it “boob scan” or “breast squeeze,” it wouldn’t feel so bleh. It might even make you feel a little sexy. “Yeah, these ladies are squeezing my boobs today.” It’s all in the packaging.