Well today is apparently national "kick Adam in the nuts" day. I wish I had of known; I would have dressed for the occasion.
I went to my doctor who has disappeared for some reason. 6 weeks ago he didn't show up to work, his diploma is still on the wall, all his stuff is there, but no doctor. So I saw his replacement (temporary??) who said I can't eat three hours before bed or I could have the food come back up when I lie down and choke to death on my own vomit.
He also said I needed to lose weight and that people start developing lung cancer around 45 so I have ten years to quit smoking or die.
We laughed, and laughed.