Thoughts from Between the Knees

Earlier this week, Bella had an annual followup visit with one of her medical specialists. She ask me to go.

She didn’t have to ask twice to get me to agree because I knew the newest issue of Sports Illustrated would be in the waiting room. While I relish sneak-reading Cosmo each month in her office, she doesn’t have boy mags laying around if you don’t count Gardens & Guns. And that comes from home, so I have my own copy.

Now, that’s the way men talk when they don’t want to admit they are as scared when their belle walks out of the exam room as she was walking in. Remember the first grade when we used to just push you when we didn’t know what it took to hug you? Same thing. You get it.

It takes as much courage to have your scheduled mammogram or PAP or prostate exam, in my case, as it does to live with the results if they should be positive, in my opinion.

I’ve been following this first person story of a reporter who was diagnosed with breast cancer and chose a radical double mastectomy. Two weeks after her procedure, she went out on her first date.

If I wasn’t so madly in love with Bella, I find out what Starbucks she goes to and try to pick her up over a cup of morning brew. Nothing more attractive to a real man than a strong, courageous woman.

For all who care about you, most especially the ones unable to tell you just how much they do care, get your annual exams and go to your followup appointments. I understand first person just how uncomfortable some of it can be.

If for no one else, do it for the one who loves you the mostest – you.