Today’s jaunt took place in the hospital as I went for my annual mammogram. I’m now a couple of years older than my Mum was when breast cancer killed her, and nearly a decade older than when she was first diagnosed. I’ve also done enough of these now that I have stopped being quite so scared – the major challenge is negotiating the impossibly tight multi storey car park.
I parked at the bottom and took the stairs to the top, and that will have to do for today.
Boobs checked: 2
Gratitude for NHS: 10/10