Went to the Doctor this morning, he drew fluids and sent them to a lab. I went back in this afternoon and he told me that the numbers look okay and that he'll see me in six months.
I suspect, from that conversation, that I'll probably live another six months. If he suspected differently, he'd probably have set the appointment sooner. Since I've reached the age where semiannual checkups are routine, I'm good with living six months at a time.
Getting old ain't for sissies.