certainly, a bad bad sign

at least it ain't the ribs of doom...

shooting upper back pain while sneezing. not too concerned about this shit, though, since i'm under the doctor's care bi-weekly (while i'm in town).

it's like being old or something. today, i talked liver issues with the man formerly known as my boss (he's dying, and that's very sad to me). i know that my grandparent visit will focus on two things:

• do you require a sandwich?
• whining about the pharmaceutical cocktails that we're all on.