I make my wife wait 10 years before I concede to renovate the kitchen and finally get a vision and find reasonable stuff at IKEA and get a plan and take the old kitchen out on Tuesday and what do I get in response from the gods of DIY? I wake up on Wednesday morning with the stinking gout in my left foot and it proceeds to ruin of my stinking week and puts me way behind in my timetable. It still hurts like a mother. I never get a cold or flu or anything like that but I get the weird things like gout and a carbunkle on my neck and an inflamed and oozing node in my groin and a hematoma on my hip etc. I know it's a bitch gettin old but the gout? Cut me a break