In honor of Walter Payton, I have been assigned #34 as my tent number. I have the luxury of a leisurely lunch because the fine folks at the UCLA medical office didn’t bother to tell me that my appointment had been changed. There was no one else in the office who was available to give me my physical. (Well, there was this one guy in the corner, but he seemed a little TOO eager. Plus, I don’t know what kind of insurance he takes.)

As I’m leaving tonight, it looks like i’ll have to wait until next visit to see if everything’s okay within my glorious body-temple.

Here’s hoping nothing gets infected, spreads, or falls off until then.

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