Did-ja' ever notice how young folks call this stage of our lives the "Golden Years?" I guess it's cause this is when all them doctors take out lots of your body parts and shove gold in their pockets.

Also noticed they always want you to take lots of nasty pills, then tell you to come back in two weeks for another check-up. What really is bad about this is if you don't make the appointment, they still want to bill you for not being there. When is the first time they called to see if the pills they prescribed were doing the job, or better yet, check up on your condition to see if the pill's side effects were a problem?

Picture this in your mind. The phone rings and your spouse answers the phone.
"Hello!"
"Is this Mrs Smith?"
"Yes."
"Is Mr Smith there?"
"Why no, he died two weeks ago."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. He didn't keep his appointment with Dr Jones yesterday, and as you know, the doctor's time is valuable. However, in light of your loss, we'll only bill you half the regular amount. Have a nice day!"

Ain't life grand! Get well quick Tony and stop all the lolly-gaggin' around the house.

Gary