Don't even get me started.  My doctor sent me for a few tests last week and I got a phone call from her early the next morning - that's never a good sign... and it wasn't.  When I was younger, I would never even hear about the results.  FFS, she wants me to cut the cream out of my coffee!  Muh cream!!  I actually tried to do it today when I ordered a coffee but then I noticed they wrote "C" on the lid.  I asked them about it and apparently even though I swear I asked for milk (it was literally the only thing I was thinking and crying about as I entered the coffee shop), it came out sounding like "cream".  Weird.  The lady offered to make another coffee with milk but I told her it was fate and I wasn't about to mess with that.  I'll be trying again tomorrow anyway.  I might have to write "milk" on my hand... or tie a string around my nipple or something.