Monday, July 27, 2015

Think About It

Just got back from our family doctor's office. One of those six-month's med-checks. You oldsters know the routine. We must visit the doctor before he will release prescriptions for the next half-year, which keep us on the green-side of the grass.

Everything appears to be okay except the fact that I am 'shrinking.' The nurse measured and weighed me. She said that I was 6 foot two niches. Hey, when I married my wife fifty-five years ago, I measured a strapping 6' 3" and perhaps I was considered by some as a 'stud.' This characterization is no longer accurate; I said, I'm 'shrinking!'

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