I came to a realization not too long ago. You know how some members of the elder generation will sometimes go into WAYYY too much detail about their ailments? How they'll be complaining about their arthritis and then listing off all their prescriptions and then the next thing you know, before you can come up with a plan of escape, they've felt it necessary to share their schedule of bowel movements with you? This is totally going to be me in 50 years.
 
Wait. Strike that. That's me ALREADY.

So remember how I was sick? You're going to have to reach pretty far back into your memory bank, considering this was about two months ago...well, either that or just scroll down the page to my last entry, because about two months just so happens to be my average time span between xanga entries. Around the time that I was sick, a new person started working in our laboratory. I had met him once or twice before his first official day with us, but really, I barely knew the guy. One day he said something to me along the lines of "that's a nasty cough," and what did I do but proceed to run through my entire list of symptoms: "yeah, I've been sick for like two weeks, and I had a runny nose and fever and those are better but I still have this horrible cough and while it's not quite as bad as last week when I coughed so hard I threw up, I DID cough up some blood* this morning so I should probably go to the doctor and OOPS YOU'RE PROBABLY NOT APPRECIATING THIS DISTURBING AMOUNT OF DETAIL, ARE YOU, PERSON I HARDLY KNOW, WAIT COME BACK, WOW YOU CAN RUN REALLY FAST."    

*I did go to the doctor... it was swine flu. JK! Just a little potential-pandemic humor to lighten things up. It was either bronchitis or whooping cough (I'm actually not kidding about that. My PCP told me it was bronchitis, while another doctor [who is a personal friend of mine] told me he wouldn't be surprised if it was whooping cough. Can I get a "whoop whoop?")(A: Yes. Yes, I can. And very possibly did).

Anyway, in conclusion: I have the oversharing tendencies of a 76-year old. Combined with the fact that I actually watch (and look FORWARD to watching) Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune, I think it may be time to break down and just get myself a set of dentures already. But only if my Medicare will cover it.