Lucky

Last night I was in the locker room getting dressed after my swim. A woman told me about her daughter. "She's anorexic it's so bad she lost her large intestine. They stretched the small intestine and stapled it. She has to always be near a bathroom. Her teeth are gray. She used to be beautiful." I just listened. "She's bipolar, and she won't take her meds. Her father is a crack-head. I've had bulimia, and I've been addicted to Oxy after my back surgery, but I over came it," she said. "You decide and you just do it."
"You're lucky, very lucky," I said.