We set our clocks ahead on Sunday here, so we got up in the dark this morning and I was halfway asleep. So I got dressed without paying much attention other than makign sure I had everything covered properly.

Get to he doctor's ofice, my docotr is unexpectedly unavailable so they give me a very attractive lady doctor in her 30-40's. We go over the operation and talk about the two things I stil have wrong, neuropathy in my feet and my scars hurt sometimes. So she takes me ot the exam area and asks me to drop my pants to my hips.

My GF loves to buy me things she thinks are cute, I kinda like that (I am becoming a softie in my old age, go for any dirty jokes that apply if you want). So I slip my pants down and discover to my horror that I am wearing cartoon underwear with superheros on them.

I may have to switch oncologists....