The Joy of Growing Older

I recently picked a new primary care doctor. After two visits and exhaustive
Lab tests, she said I was doing fairly well for my age. (I will soon turn
Sixty Five).

A little concerned about that comment, I couldn’t resist asking her, ‘Do you
think I’ll live to be 80?’

She asked, ‘Do you smoke tobacco, or drink beer, wine or hard liquor?’ ‘Oh
no,’ I replied. ‘And I’m not doing drugs, either!’

Then she asked, ‘Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?’ ‘I said,
‘Not much… My former doctor said that all red meat is very unhealthy!’

‘Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like playing golf, boating, sailing,
hiking, or bicycling?’ ‘No, I don’t,’ I said.

She asked, ‘Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?’ ‘No,’ I
said… She looked at me and said,.. ‘Then, why do you even give a shit?’

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