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 62)
A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, 'Do you
think I'll live to be 80?'
The doctor responded by asking, 'Do you smoke tobacco, drink beer or wine?'
'Oh no,' I replied . . . 'I'm not doing drugs, either!'
Then he asked, 'Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?' "I said, 'Not
much since my former 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, go on vacations or have a lot of sex?' 'No,' I said.
He looked at me and said, . . . 'Then, why do you even give a shit?
Lab tests, he said I was doing 'fairly well' for my age. (I just turned 62)
A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, 'Do you
think I'll live to be 80?'
The doctor responded by asking, 'Do you smoke tobacco, drink beer or wine?'
'Oh no,' I replied . . . 'I'm not doing drugs, either!'
Then he asked, 'Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?' "I said, 'Not
much since my former 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, go on vacations or have a lot of sex?' 'No,' I said.
He looked at me and said, . . . 'Then, why do you even give a shit?
