I had my physical and everything checked out. Dang.
I was hoping to be recommended for some experimental surgery akin to a full-body transplant.
Once when I was giving blood the nurse asking questions to screen out folks with possible diseases asked … well, I can’t remember what she actually asked, but at the time I thought she asked, “Have you had a brain transplant in the last six months?” “No,” I said, but do tell me more.” No doubt this proved in her mind that I had mad cow disease. Continue reading