My doctor's been giving me a hard time about my recently-elevated blood pressure and cholesterol. Seeing as how I play basketball, run, and only eat brown rice and seaweed, I resent this very much. At the same time, I'm in PT for an ankle problem. So I emailed my sister to complain that I don't mind the idea of dying, it's the falling apart I object to. I got this answer:

"...don't think of it as falling apart, think of it as your body rearranging what you have. Up until now your body was arranged one way, and now it is re-organizing. Mine has re-organized into a fat person with low blood pressure, you got to be a skinny person with high blood pressure. Go figure."

I whine, I get philosophy in return. Hmm.