Tee Elle is an east coast-based writer who's trying to claim the west coast. When she's not in front of the computer crafting stories, you can find her in the kitchen crafting cocktails. Follow her on Twitter @pencilandchalk.
That was the first thought that came to mind during my recent appointment for a mammogram, especially after the ultrasound technician insisted on smashing my boobs between the machine's two plates like my breast was a Panini.
I grew up on a rural peninsula that consisted of two counties and was serviced by one hospital. Because of its location, it wasn't exactly a magnet for top medical experts or fancy equipment. And it definitely wasn't a facility recognized for the latest medical advancements.