Growing Old
Courtesy of Sheila Taboy

I recently picked a new primary care physician. After two visits and exhaustive lab tests, he said I was doing "Fairly well" for my age. A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, "Do you think I'll live to be 90?

He asked, "Do you smoke tobacco or drink alcoholic beverages?

"Oh no," I replied. "I'm not doing drugs, either.

Then he asked, "Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?

I said, "No, my other doctor said that all red meat is very unhealthy!

"Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like playing golf, 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. "I don't do any of those things.

He looked at me and said, "Then why do you give a shit?

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