The picture is a prank celebrating my ongoing war with Cholesterol. I’d say I’m winning so far. Even the doctor was curious as to how I did it in three-to-four weeks. When I told him no more beef but grilled chicken with mustard at Whataburger for a start (as the nurse told me), he laughed. Then he figured I’m still young enough to have fluctuations. However, I’m less likely to have a heart attack.
Anyway, the Cholesterol was a fraction of the bigger picture known as my first physical in 22 years. Huh? Yes, I know, I know. I’m not afraid of going to the doctor. Procrastination has been the biggest problem due to the years of being underinsured in the sooooo prosperous Nineties and then not finding someone in The Plan when I did get an adequate job. No matter, my luck held out on everything else. Blood is good. Other fluids passed. I’m in decent shape for someone about to turn 40 this Summer. I could lose some weight yet the doctor didn’t really emphasize it much. Somara and I also have to take turns monitoring each other’s snoring; check for pauses of a certain length.
My overall health report was positive and better than expected. I felt like the kid with the awesome report card in the Sylvan Learning Center commercials.
Oh, the restaurant the Spartans and Persians are attacking is a Whataburger, a predominantly Texas burger chain. You may have seen it on King of the Hill. Good but unhealthy food.