Ahhh, the dreaded boob check. Even at the ripe age of 29, my doc still feels it's necessary to check out the suspicious "lumps" in my left breast. I understand, Grandma had a double masectomy, so it's better safe than sorry. So here I am, in not such a cute outfit, waiting for the tech. I'm pretty sure I'm just lumpy but I guess I'll leave that up to her to decide.