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Men in Wet Shorts

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You can get into big trouble trying to diagnose your own ailments on the computer.   As tempting as it is, there is no substitute for a medical degree, a cold stethoscope and a scale that adds 10 lbs.   However, one night recently, I turned to the dark-side and read up on the residual pain from my gall bladder surgery.   Of all the crazy things it could be, the one I settled in on was:   A plugged, spasming bile sphincter. Oddly, this diagnosis soothed me and I went to sleep. Later, the next day, I attended a water aerobics class for the first time in many months.   The two male lifeguards who were on duty that night I knew from years past.   One was a college kid; another man was nearly my age.   They asked how I was doing. “Much better, but I had some complications after my surgery.”   I said.   I should have said, “Fine”, but I felt compelled to give more details.   It’s what old people do. “Oh?   What kind of complications?”   This was an unexpected question .   Men in w