Why am I upset?

A copy (sort of) of an e-mail from my friend Sheryl the magnificent up in Minnesota.

I went to the doctor for my yearly physical. The nurse starts with certain basics. How much do you weigh?" she asks. "180," I say. The nurse puts me on the scale. It turns out my weight is 240. The nurse asks, "Your height?" "6 foot 4," I say. The nurse checks and sees that I only measure 6 foot 1/4 inch. She then takes my blood pressure and tells me it is very high. "Of course it's high!" I scream, "When I came in here I was tall and slender! Now I'm short and fat!"

She put me on Prozac.