The title of this blog post is, of course, the first line from the song "Common People" by Pulp. It played over and over in my head throughout my recent two-week sojourn on the island of Rhodes. I think I was mentally rehearsing in case I had to perform Karaoke. My sister and brother-in-law (who live there) are avid fans of the "sport." Luckily for me, I managed to avoid this humiliation.
And I got through the whole two weeks without any kind of health issue (other than some wine-induced indigestion.) In fact many in our party (and there were many - we were there for a wedding) came down with a nasty cold.
Vitamin D, I tell you.
Now I'm back I have a lot of health stuff to catch up on. No one has contacted me for my annual mammogram so, as usual, I have to chase down some preventive health care. That's cool. I am, as I've always said, my own best health advocate.
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