My wheelchair which elevates, reclines, and even stands could not easily position me in the optimal place. As a result, the films came back inconclusive and we had to repeat the whole test over again. The technicians, who remembered me from the year before, could see that I was getting really worn out and that holding my arms up for an hour was becoming very difficult.
The whole process was once again very exhausting and somewhat embarrassing. I am the person who never likes to complain to her doctor. Only this time, it paid off to be honest with her. After a short conversation with her she simply told me that I did not need to have an annual mammogram anymore. Instead, she would order an annual breast screening MRI. After several years of angst and mammograms, it only took my doctor a few short minutes to solve my problem.
While this story is somewhat awkward for me to tell, it reminds me that some problems have a simple solution and that it all starts with a conversation.