Dear Generally Nice Nurse at the Red Cross Blood Drive on Tuesday:

I understand that because I am a deathfattie you assume that I MUST have a sky-high blood pressure. I just wish you would have a) asked me what I normally run or b) done a palpable blood pressure on me instead of inflating the cuff well over 200mmHg and causing my so much pain I ( Read more... )

I just caught myself peering earnestly in the mirror in search of wrinkles, proto-wrinkles, or bits of skin that might someday think of becoming wrinkles -- especially in the delicate skin around my eyes and at the edge of my mouth. Like with most things I study intensely, I couldn't be sure if I was actually seeing some micro-fine wrinkles or if ( Read more... )