Call Me Patches

I had an echocardiogram and stress test yesterday (all appears fine) for which they had to shave parts of my chest. I look like freakin' Patches the Radioactive Test Monkey. And, my t-shirt is kinda uncomfortable where it's rubbing against bare skin for the first time since high school. If I'm irritable today, you'll know why. I'm also still reeling from the Huskies' defeat last night. It's a world gone mad!