PASADENA, Calif. — When I arrived for my first mammogram it didn’t take long for my sense of secrecy to shatter.
Behind the counter were five young women, unoccupied and anxious to help.
“Andrew Dalton, appointment for 8:45,” I say.
“What for?” one asks.
With five sets of eyes on me, I say, “Mammogram,” maybe a little too loudly, trying to prove I’m unembarrassed to be a man getting a procedure almost exclusively done on women.
“Oh,” one says, “that’s over at the breast center.”
Of course. The breast center.
On one level, this is a world I know all too well. My family is fraught with breast cancer: My mom had it twice and died from it, and my big sister had it. My daughter, now 13, has the same history on her mother’s side.
But I found when it came to the details and realities, I knew nothing.
Here are a few things I learned:
• Men have a small amount of breast tissue, similar to girls before puberty. Like any set of cells, it can become cancerous.