Scares the Sh*t out of Me

I work in a pharmacy. All day long I hand prescription drugs to morbidly obese people. The list is predictable and unique to the morbidly obese. It's scarey to think that given too many long session with my fork, without sufficient thought could lead me to join their ranks. From my work station I look to my right at the pharmacists. They are a diverse group. One of the few traits that they share is that they are all lean. They have had the sh*t scared out of them too. I consider myself warned. I am warned every day that I work. Who knows, I may end up on a tank of oxygen and hobbling on bad knees, but I promise myself that it won't be because I lacked the self control to set down my fork and push myself away from the table. Like my daughter, I'm taking back control of my life and choosing to live responsibly. It takes practice and deterimination, but I'm gettin' it. At last.