thwarted again. or "i'm still not giving up caffeine, even if that's what it takes to save second base."

I was so excited to finally write a meaningful blog about one of the Topics of the Week. I had 1,000 words, and they were all awesome. Rife with wit and an author's voice both present yet unobtrusive - GONE in the blink of an eye.

Pardon the melodrama, but unless you've lost a blog to the abyss of the internets, you don't know how it feels! And if you have, perhaps we should start a support group for bloggers dealing with data loss. Like the person who suffers phantom pains in his limb 20 years after amputation, so I feel a pain for The Blog That Was Never Read. How awesome it would have been! How proud I was to give blog-birth and share the fruits of my brainloin (if my brain had loins, that's from whence my blogs would originate) with my fellow readers.

But alas, AT&T wireless routers be a harsh mistress, and The Blog That Was Never Read shall never be (read, or otherwise).

BUT, I'd hate to think all my blogging was in vain...so I give you the truncated and eviscerated version of The Blog That Was Never Read.

AHEM.

"Caffeine consumption does not appear to be associated with overall breast cancer risk...however, there is a possibility of increased risk for women with benign breast disease." (http://www.physorg.com/news143133349.html)

Lots of women (like me) have FCC (fibrocystic breast condition) - a benign condition that creates lumpy, nodule-y things in breast tissue (mostly in the area near your armpit that you expose when you lift your arm behind your head). Chances are if your tits hurt after going on a caffeine binge or right before you surf the crimson tide, you've got it too. Welcome to the club. No, you can't have a cookie. The bottom line is that FCC makes it harder for you OR your doctor to make perfect judgements about your breast health through a tactile breast examination.

Even though I hate going to the gynecologist more than I hate going to the dentist, I still go, albeit begrudgingly. My boyfriend and I both love my tits, and I'll do everything in my power to see that they stay where they belong.

...But I'm not giving up caffeine. Maybe this will be the launching point for my new campaign to overhaul the insurance system so as to be more inclusive of women's healthcare needs? After all, with all the coffee I drink, I'll probably be awake and maybe even have the time to do it.