I recalled one of my former colleague who had to go for her mammogram, and right after that one of her 'burger patties' swelled. That was when she sought more doctors' advice and got to know she had breast cancer.

We did not know what to think because like she said to me "if I had not gone for it to be smashed it might not have swelled and end up cancerous..."

On one hand I thought it was plain lucky from that mammogram her meat patty swell and she got to know early that she had cancer from there. But on another hand, I could not help thinking like what she mentioned. Perhaps if that machine did not smash it, she would not have cancer.

I'm not even there yet, but I am horrified already. I would not even think of going for one. They can't force me.