Or, if you prefer your metaphors more culinary, a Chinese restaurant menu, one from column A (upper body) two from Column B (from tush to toe). How about cinematic? My life is combination chick flick/ medical drama/black comedy. The point is that I’m living in a shitstorm of maladies. I’m visited with Parkinson’s for starters. …

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