It's that time of year again, and I conveniently keep forgetting to make my boob-squashing appointment.
OK, I really do keep forgetting. I remember when I'm driving somewhere, or in the evening when the office isn't open to call to make an appointment. I put a reminder on my keyboard on my desk, and I'm teleworking tomorrow, so hopefully that will remind me in a timely manner.
I wish someone would hurry up and invent a Tricorder so procedures such as these would be easier to deal with. I'm REALLY not looking forward to turning 50 in a few years and have yet another uncomfortable procedure to endure.