Well, the appointment is on Friday

I'm to bring a friend, and allow two hours for various procedures and tests.
I do not like the word "procedure". I have a sinking feeling it will involve my right boob, a squishy mammogram machine, perhaps a needle and maybe some gentle prodding.
Now I'm all for gentle prodding in the right circumstances... but not by a stranger wearing latex gloves and staring at me intently. (And yes, I am fully aware that there are people out there who would pay for that.)

I have a calmness around me now. I know that things will most likely be just fine.
And I will be drinking the largest bottle of wine on Friday night to get over it all.