Noone appreciates my whining.

While whining about my surgery next week (partial tubal removal -- it's laproscopic, but I do like flowers, so feel free to send them to the house) and my stomach troubles (gall bladder? gas? acid reflux? If my friggin' doctor would give me the results of my ultrasound and tell me, you would know too), a co-worker sent me this:


I get no respect, I tell ya...