I've done plenty of things that have made me feel like I was growing up. Like I was "really an adult now." I finished school, got my first credit card, got married, had babies…. I’ve felt like a “real adult” for quite some time, now.
I seem to have graduated from the milestones that make me feel like a real adult, to the milestones that make me feel like I am aging.
Today I had my first mammogram.
It was… not as awful as I feared it would be. The films will be read on site, and the woman who did the exam told me that it is common to be called back for a second set when one gets a baseline. They won’t really know what is normal for me and what isn’t, and that may lead to questions. I was grateful for the warning.
Now, I wait.
Good thing patience comes with age.