I am absolutely unqualified to talk about things medical other than the lying on a gurney side which I’ve done quite enough of, thank you. Indeed when my physician says, as they did recently, “You have the constitution of a 90 year old,” I deem it a compliment since I’m 120+.
Sometimes, when I’m at the club, I’ll awake to find myself being lifted out of my chair by a team of very helpful and concerned young people in uniform while an apologetic staff member mumbles something like- “Sir, we thought you were dead.”
Not yet. Where’s my Port?