falling apart

I always joke about being sickly but I never really stopped to think that, maybe, I am.
Well. I stopped and thought about it.
I am falling apart!
I was hanging out with my friend Michael* the other night and the conversation turned to daily medications. I started listing them out.
1) Birth control
2) multi-vitamin
3) prilosec
4) some other drug that breaks down my food
5) anti-depressant

and, recently, a variety of cold/flu medications.
Jesus. At this rate, I will be dead by next year.
Super.


*not really his name.