Okay ladies (sorry guys, if you are reading - you might want to click away right now) - before we begin; go read this; I'll wait. Yes, it's kinda long. Yes, it will make you cry - but it will also make you laugh. No matter what; it's worth it. I promise.
Back? Good. Now here's the truth. I USED to be a good girl that followed the rules when it came to my health (here's the proof - just three short years ago). Well, kinda. Diet & exercise were always iffy (okay; since it IS confession time - NEVER my top priority) but when it came to scheduling my yearly pap smears and mammograms, I was ON it.
And then it all went haywire when the Center for Disease Control ("CDC") decided that women 40 years old only needed a mammogram every two years - despite the fact that the American Cancer Society has always - and still does - recommended that woman over the age of 40 have one EVERY year. Once the CDC made that determination my insurance changed and I kinda got screwed - until my company stepped in and reimbursed me.
Then my "doctor" (technically she was a Physicians Assistant) up and decided to leave the practice, which left me high and dry. The very thought of finding someone else to "take care of business" (i.e., the pap smear) was daunting. So daunting, that despite asking for recommendations from my friends, I let it go. And as for the mammogram? Well, yeah. That slid too.
Throw on the extended unemployment, my son's Senior year of high school, graduation and ultimately, his leaving for college...
Yeah. "Haywire" doesn't EVEN begin to describe the roller coaster that has been the last three years. Needless to say, I haven't had a pap smear OR a mammogram since prior to 2010 - yes, I know. I am appalled at myself.
I've already emailed myself a reminder to call tomorrow and schedule both. Will you?