I recently picked
a new primary care doctor. After two visits and exhaustive lab tests, he said I
was doing "fairly well" for my age. I just turned fifty five.
A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, "Do
you think I'll live to be 80?"
A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, "Do
you think I'll live to be 80?"
He asked, "Do you smoke tobacco, or
drink beer, wine, or hard liquor?"
"Oh no," I replied. "I don’t do drugs, either!"
Then he asked, "Do you eat steak and barbecued ribs?"
I said, "Not much. My former doctor said that all that 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.
He asked, "Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?"
"No," I said.
He looked at me and said, "Then, why do you even care?"
"Oh no," I replied. "I don’t do drugs, either!"
Then he asked, "Do you eat steak and barbecued ribs?"
I said, "Not much. My former doctor said that all that 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.
He asked, "Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?"
"No," I said.
He looked at me and said, "Then, why do you even care?"
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