I have seen the doctor…..
And he has seen me.
And for the moment at least-everything seems fine. Besides its always good to get that yearly reminder of why I really enjoy being heterosexual.
He did remind me that my taste for beer is inching up my cholesterol numbers-not off the charts, but something to watch nonetheless. I sort of knew this day was coming. Less beer, more treadmill. I tried convincing the S.O. that he prescribed sex every day as a cure-she wasn’t buying it. Muttered something about “wanting to hear that for herself”.
You can’t like beer and women the finer things of life as much as I do with out paying some sort of price. Sigh. Now I HAVE become my father………
I sat in my cave tonight consoling myself with the Grateful Dead:
What’s next? Vitamin V?
I will get by! I will survive!