Not something I'm bragging about...

Last night, I told you the super dramatic story about how I found out that I have spotty and collapsed lungs (that are not actually spotty and/or collapsed - at least, not in a tragic way).

Today, I will show them to you. Behold:

You can see them down in the lower right quadrant (look at my fancy word use), which is actually my left lung. (I know this, because I was the one lying down when they took this picture. I'd be happy to re-enact that for you any time. I love to lie down. Lying down's my favorite.)

But I digress...

Anyhoo... those are my spotty and collapsed lungs that no longer scare me. Phew!

Now this picture just makes me laugh. Out loud. Why? Because, hello, look at my breasts. Do you see them falling off my body and onto the table?

Hilarious!

For years, I've told people that I would be unrecognizable without a bra on. Now you all know that it's true. Gravity plays mean tricks on bodies, people.

I'm thinking that maybe I should upload this photo to Ye Olde Dating Site. I can hear the dialogue it would spark "Here's my heart, you can see that it's nice and healthy - this is my collar bone - down here are my spotty lungs (but don't worry about the spots, my doctor doesn't) - this is my spine - oh, and up here, hanging 3 inches off to the side, are my breasts." Suuuuuuper sexy, right?

Don't be jealous of me and my body that this CT so clearly outlines, folks. Don't be jealous...