Sick bird

One of the things I've been saying over and over again is that this job is killing me this job is killing me. Well, the doctor confirms that I have been right all along. I enjoy being right just as much as the next bird, but I could have handled being wrong about this one. Too bad for me.

In a 14 year career in IT my health has progressed thusly:

First year on job: weight 138, excellent health

Third year on job: weight 145, internal, hurt you like a son-of-a-gun hemorrhoids directly related to being seated all day programming. Doctor's recommendation: stand up every 15 minutes. A funny man, that doctor.

Fifth year on job: weight 148, high cholesterol. Doctor's recommendation: watch fat intake.

Seventh year on job: weight 148, high LDL and no HDL, none. Doctor's recommendation: Lipotor, stat.

Tenth year on job: weight 155, depression, exhaustion, low HDL. Doctor's recommendation: do things that make you happy, get fit, lose some weight.

Thirteenth year on job: weight 165, blood pressure borderline high, confirmed pre diabetes. Doctor's recommendation: lose as much weight as possible, as quickly as possible.

Anyone who insists that my job is a good job is out of their peahen mind.