Got a little Captain in You?

I do.   Yup.   I have somehow managed to become a part of the statistical anomaly of adults living in developed countries to have been diagnosed with Scurvy.

As Wikipedia puts it:

Untreated scurvy is invariably fatal. Since all that is required for a full recovery is the resumption of normal vitamin C intake, death from scurvy is rare in modern times.

What does it feel like to have scurvy?  Well, for one you feel pretty stupid, when even your doctor has to stifle an incredulous laugh as he delivers your blood panel results.   (Which really pales in comparison to how stupid you feel once the people in your life who AREN’T obligated to hold their tongues hear the news.)

Other than that, just weak, and sick, and depressed.   So you know – normal by most people’s standards.

Yes, I know it’s not the year 1600, and yes, I know I’m not sailing the Seven Seas.   And yet the fact remains.   So lock up ‘yer loved ones me matey’s,’cause I’m pretty sure rapin’ and pillaging arrr a side effect of yee ‘olde wretched ailment that arrrr nary too far behind.