After some faff with my GP, I got an appointment with the radiology for a scan. My mum's GP had found something that in DK they scan for if you are over 50, since it runs in the family. But in the UK only scan for over 65.
Got letter today with a date, of course the only two important things I have had in my calendar for years should end up falling on the very same day. I've booked my first trip to DK in about five years and lo and behold the radiology department picked the day I fly out to be, the day they want to scan me.
Called up to reschedule, armed with tea and a comfy chair as this could be a long Debbie Harry (Hanging On The Telephone). But phone only ran once, and a very nice lass said hello, that flustered me and was saying a few random things before I got the correct words out. She took my details and said, ok we know when you are back and we will get an new appointment out to you.
Didn't get to hear which day that would be, now I just wait for the next letter from them. It would be grand to know, even if I don't have a massively busy social and work life, just so that I don't end up booking something else on the new date, oh well.