I don't get regular checkups with a doctor. The last time I did anything close to that was over 20 years ago.
My wife is sure that I'll die from a disease that could have been beaten with modern medicine if only I'd seen a doctor first.

She bought 2 dozen donuts yesterday. Most of them are still sitting in boxes. I've resisted taking even a single donut because I have a severe aversion to being overweight. I know that it's a fine lifestyle choice for some people, but it would not work well for me. Because of that, I'm cautious with normal eating habits.

A few hours ago, as I stepped by the donuts, I mentioned to my wife that the brightside of finding out that I have cancer too late to be saved would be that I could eat all the donuts I wanted. I'd start the race to the death between fatal heart disease or other obesity related conditions and the cancer. It would be so exciting.

Also, I apologize to anyone suffering for my light mindedness regarding obesity, cancer, and impending death. I mean no harm. I just want donuts.