My Dad sent this to me.
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 80?"
He asked, "Well, do you smoke tobacco or drink beer, wine or other
alcoholic beverages?"
"Not to speak of," I replied.
Then he asked, "Do you climb ladders to put up Christmas lights? "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 quizzically and said, "Then why do you give a $hit
if you live to be 80?"
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 80?"
He asked, "Well, do you smoke tobacco or drink beer, wine or other
alcoholic beverages?"
"Not to speak of," I replied.
Then he asked, "Do you climb ladders to put up Christmas lights? "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 quizzically and said, "Then why do you give a $hit
if you live to be 80?"
