I'm officially morphing into the old jewish man who lives inside me. Yesterday after eating a caraway seed bagel and pickled egg for breakfast I limped to the clinic on my bad hip to drop off my poop sample before coming home to watch not one but two hours of Judge Judy I had taped from earlier in the day. Then I had a dinner of toasted rye bread, raw onions and sardines, took an epsom salt bath, put anti-fungal lotion on my feet and went to bed by 9. Mazel tov.
