Great doctor/bedside manner story
I have a stent in the back of my head with some other medical goodies. Because Imitrex is an antihistamine I was told not to take it anymore because it could loosen my stent. At my 3 year follow-up with my neurosurgeon she had that magic software that along with an MRI lets you fly through your brain like virtual reality. She put her hand on my shoulder and said "See, it's a part of you now". That was probably the kindest and most reassuring thing a doctor has ever told me.! So we figured then that my nuts and bolts were never coming undone and I could use Imitrex again. Yipee!
So when the day comes I'll be cremated, hopefully in about 40 years, so if anyone knows a discreet scrap metal dealer and has a strong stomach I know where $30,000 worth of platinum is but you have to promise no Walking Dead stuff and 50% goes to my wife. Hey, it's just recycling right?