So a lump is a lump that a lump is a lump and a lump is a lump that refuses to give up. Ok that was bad. But I have had not much else on my mind since my doctor's appointment yesterday. The lump that was annoying and caused me to get my first mammogram last year, has returned and decided to grow. So guess what? I am getting my boob squeezed into pancake form again next week. But here is the fun part. Because that whole vision I just gave you isn't enough fun? Since I am the young age of 35, I couldn't just call and schedule myself a mammogram. I got to dance through the hoops of doctors calling doctors and waiting and hoping they get it on a day I'm off since we start that whole school thing again next week. If I were a mere 5 years older, I could schedule one for myself. I understand the reasoning to a point, but I also think that with someone who has history of lumps, I should be able to schedule one. I think any woman who is ever worried should be able to sched...