I spent my morning getting registered at the hospital. I’m apparently in pretty good shape for a woman my age, which is a weird fact to consider. But I was all “no, no, no, no” to all the questions. Have I had this? Have I had that?
They took blood and piss and gave me special soap. And the paperwork for a living will.
I’m now drinking a throwback Mountain Dew and it is delicious.