I was feeling a little under the weather this past week and woke up Tuesday thinking I needed to do something about it. Turns out I was just in time. I'm now sitting in the hospital waiting for them to determine what's actually wrong, but the early diagnosis is heart problems. I've kept that purposely vague. It turns out nobody can live forever and I knew that already, but this kind of illness really drives that point home. Not to worry, I'm not dead yet and they're trying to fix me up, but at 72, there's realistically not that much time left anyway. I'll update when I know more.