I
just turned 50 and after exhaustive Lab tests, he said I was doing 'fairly
well' for my age.
He asked, 'Do you use tobacco or drink ?
'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... 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, ride motorcycles, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?'
'No,' I said.
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 use tobacco or drink ?
'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... 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, ride motorcycles, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?'
'No,' I said.
He
looked at me and said,... 'Then, why do you even give a shit?
and then...
