In excellent shape for a man in his fifties

Yesterday I got the results from my physical last month.  I was half expecting to be told I was in excellent condition for man 20 years my senior.  I was pleasently suprised to find out that aside from the UC, I'm in fairly good condition.  Blood pressure is normal, no sign of diabetes , cholesterol is a bit on the high side, but you can't win them all.   Now I was expecting the worst, but for a tubby 30 year old smoker who lives a fairly sedentary lifestyle, I really got the best outcome possible.

Between the end of May and the end of August, I was in really rough shape.  I was admitted to the hospital once a month, each stay for roughly a week. All related to my colon in some way.  In that period of time, I've had my medication upped twice, blood clots in both legs, 3 blood transfusions, a massive flare-up and serum sickness from a new medication they tried me on (every major joint in my body seized up)*.  Anyway work grew paranoid, and decided that over the summer I was placing my job before my health and they thought I was going to die on them (presumably sitting at my desk running a report on market share).  So my first day back after the last hospital stay, I was pulled aside by my director and told me that he, the VP and President of the company talked and were placing me on reduced hours for the next 3 months.  So effective immediately I was only allowed to come into the office two days a week, and was not allowed to log in from home.  That was the beginning of September, at the end of this month I go back to work full time.

So as I write this I am sitting in a dive bar eating breakfast**.  It's actually closer to 1pm, so you could call it lunch.  The place is called Sneaky Dee's.  It's a dank, grungey Tex-Mex bar. The tables and walls are covered in graffitti, the booths have skeletons painted on the seats where people would sit.  The food isn't great, it's decent but it's cheap and plentiful.  I live about 2 blocks from this place and it is my favourite bar in the city.  The place is always packed and I dare you to find a bar where you can get a massive nacho platter and 3 pitchers for less than $45.

For years I have passed by this place and there is a sign on the window advertising a breakfast special. Two eggs, bacon, potatoes and toast for $3.25, Monday to Friday 11am to 4pm.  Now I have been passing myself off as a productive member of society for quite some time now, as such managed to find a big boy job that I still don't think I'm qualified for. So I've never been able to partake.  Today (being one of my many days that I don't work) I rolled out of bed at the crack of noon, and after looking in the fridge and finding only beverages, condiments  and the building blocks of food, I decided today would be the day that I take advantage of the special (with a coffee and tax it's less than $5.50).
With Ulcerative Colitis and Crohn's Disease everyone has certain foods that cause flare ups and massive pain when they eat them.  Why do I bring this up?  Well this place is referred to by many names, one of them is Sneaky Disease.  One of reasons why I love this place is the same reason  that some people hate it.  It's dank, dark, grungey and really it looks like you could get food poisioning by walking past  the bar.  I have a senstive digestive tract for obvious reasons.  There are some brands of soda that I can't drink without it causing massive pain***, but I know that no matter what I order here it will not cause issues.  For me it's a safe place.

* Did you know that there are drugs stonger than morphine, but weaker than heroin?  Well there are, and I was on them (it was wonderful).
** Using WordPad and lamenting the fact that people now know how to make their WiFi password protected.
***Oh Tahiti Treat, I miss you  so much.