Hi Mandy - I know where you are coming from but heres the rub, my eldest sister got breast cancer ten years ago, now we had no record of bc in any of our families, so it took me about eight years after she found out about hers for me to get off my fat rear and do the mammogram (I was terrified of the whole thing, that is the squishy xray - but more so, what if they found something!). Eventually when I finally got up the nerve, I had the mammogram and then I had to go back for an ultrasound - apparently I had 'dense' tissue. So a couple of years later I trotted off to the doctor to get a referal for the ultrasound (which I knew I would have to have) and he waved his hand at me and said "Oh get your husband to check you" (if you think he was slack you should have met the slack pratt who 'forgot to let me know I had to have surgery!- anyway different doctor different story). So it was about 15 months later, I was lying in bed and I felt a lump - I had had a little pain in the area too - and I left it for a week or so "hoping it would go away.....as you do!" but it didn't. I went out to the kitchen one evening after a shower and I asked my husband if he could feel a lump, he said 'yes' (oh drat I thought!....well actually I thought worse!) My 2nd slack doctor left it to me to organise the mammogram etc - so it took four weeks for me to get booked in - and then my 2nd slack doctor forgot to ring me - I only found out by going into the surgery two weeks after that for something unrelated and I mentioned the mammogram - she looked at me and said 'what mammogram?' I told her....bla bla bla, and she looked at her computer screen and didn't make eye contact as she said "oh yes you need to see a surgeon as you have breast cancer" I nearly fainted! Now back to the 'free mammograms' - I know my two daughters probably wouldn't get them free but seeing we now have 'history' in the family - I have begged, pleaded, nagged, harassed and tried to tell them 'get checked out'...............it has all fallen on deaf ears, I guess they have taken the 'I don't want to know' routine their mother did. Still, I think they are silly! Mind you Many after they have heard about what I have been going through, you could hardly blame them for being nothing short of 'terrified'. I am trying to put up a big brave face in hopes that this will 'show them' that 'we can do this!' x x x Josie