On Monday, I went for that mammogram. I dutifully called last Friday. Having blogged about needing to do it pushed me to actually call. I expected to make an appointment and then have it looming on the calendar for a while, but they had openings for Monday already, so as it was, it only loomed for the weekend.
The last time I did this fun procedure, my technician was (thankfully) very similar to me in "build" (read: "boob size"). This time, it was the total opposite. My technician was a very large woman. Large in every dimension. Every.
She was also quite a comedian. I imagine that she is that way on purpose to lighten the mood and take patients' minds off things that she's handling. She was such a comedian I almost wanted to ask her to stop as in, "stop making me laugh mid-squish!", but I was just having too much uncomfortable fun.
Anyway, I'm sure she in no way noticed the difference between her and me, professional that she is...
The whole thing took only about an hour out of my day, so I was happy with that. And I'm thinking that we have passed the "in the next few days" waiting period for getting an anxiety-filled call back.
So, as Wolfgang says, I've got another 5 years until I will put it off again.