What are you doing?

I've been busier and busier. I'm not too excited about my doctor visits. I have to get my blood drawn next week. Then a small surgery to get rid of an unwanted annoyance on a yet-to-be-determined date. More health problems in this poisoned environment. If I ever decide to have kids, which pretty much means never, they'd probably be born with three legs or one large eye or worse, immobile or terminally ill.

Can we please do something about this, this, and this? Yes, rly.

I'm doing my part as best as I can. What are you doing?