And it's only taken me 38 years.
Today I got to experience the wonderfulness that is a mammogram. I was supposed to have a baseline done when I was 35 but I was rather busy with a baby and a toddler and a husband and homeschooling and, and, and...
Needless to say, it didn't get done. For some reason it never made it very high on my priority list. But I bit the bullet, so to speak, and scheduled one. And actually followed through.
I can't say it's something I'd want to do often, but it wasn't as bad as I was lead to believe either. I'm not saying I enjoyed it, but I am glad I got it done.
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