Monday, April 4, 2011

A new roll of quarters

It was like getting a report card again.

As I was leaving the doctor’s office after my annual physical, the nurse handed me a printout with the results. In eleven categories, they list me as “chronic.”

Now I know how the pinball machine feels when I slap the flippers too hard and the machine dings up “TILT.” Except I got no flashing lights, bells, nor whistles.

They could have let me down easy with a simple positive phrase. I would be satisfied with: “plays well with others.”

I will admit to being a chronic pain in the ass. That should cover it.

Chronic. Put another quarter in the machine.

5 comments:

AustinBulldog said...

Hey, George, "chronicle" is way better than "terminal" so cheer up.

AustinBulldog said...

Of course I meant "chronic" rather than "chronicle" geeze.

George said...

the weird thing is -- I think of myself as healthy.

but I've always been delusional.

chronically.

Ross said...

Plays hell with others?

paula said...

Well, we know you're chronically smart and sassy, and chronically funny. So there's three chronic conditions right there.

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