One of the only consolations about living to be a geezer on Medicare is every doctor in the United States is happy to see you and will gladly take your insurance.
Geezers are the life blood of the medical industry in all nations and the doctors fight a losing battle to keep us alive as long as possible. Regardless, the reaper always wins in the end.
My wife prevailed on me to establish a doctor, and I’ve outlived the two I ever had years ago, and I scheduled an appointment with the same young one she has.
Our first visit today was pleasant, and I was sort of surprised to still have normal vitals and when asked if I had any ailments, being 66 years old and a few pounds extra, were my only complaints.
When he asked how much I use nicotine I replied from the time I get up until I lay down to sleep at every chance, for over fifty years.
He also asked if I used alcohol or drugs, including weed. I replied I never had and was too old to pick up those bad habits now.
He didn’t nag me to quit smoking.
He ordered a blood draw and gave me the latest Covid shot and flu shot and set me up to get an RSV shot and shingles shot. The shingles is a pair of shots and on the second one I’ll get a tetanus booster.
But what I didn’t know and I’m glad to find out is that we smokers who’ve lived to geezerdom and Medicare can get a quick CAT scan for lung cancer and for aortic aneurisms once a year.
I asked him if you have either one, isn’t it time to get your ticket punched and get right with the Lord, but he assured me that if caught early both maladies can often be repaired. I agreed to do both, which they’ll schedule on the same day.
I thought other smokers, of a certain age, should know the gubbermint has finally done something good for us other than collecting all those tobacco taxes we’ve paid, over all those years.
Geezers are the life blood of the medical industry in all nations and the doctors fight a losing battle to keep us alive as long as possible. Regardless, the reaper always wins in the end.
My wife prevailed on me to establish a doctor, and I’ve outlived the two I ever had years ago, and I scheduled an appointment with the same young one she has.
Our first visit today was pleasant, and I was sort of surprised to still have normal vitals and when asked if I had any ailments, being 66 years old and a few pounds extra, were my only complaints.
When he asked how much I use nicotine I replied from the time I get up until I lay down to sleep at every chance, for over fifty years.
He also asked if I used alcohol or drugs, including weed. I replied I never had and was too old to pick up those bad habits now.
He didn’t nag me to quit smoking.
He ordered a blood draw and gave me the latest Covid shot and flu shot and set me up to get an RSV shot and shingles shot. The shingles is a pair of shots and on the second one I’ll get a tetanus booster.
But what I didn’t know and I’m glad to find out is that we smokers who’ve lived to geezerdom and Medicare can get a quick CAT scan for lung cancer and for aortic aneurisms once a year.
I asked him if you have either one, isn’t it time to get your ticket punched and get right with the Lord, but he assured me that if caught early both maladies can often be repaired. I agreed to do both, which they’ll schedule on the same day.
I thought other smokers, of a certain age, should know the gubbermint has finally done something good for us other than collecting all those tobacco taxes we’ve paid, over all those years.
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