My doctor is like 90 years old, but he’s been 90 years old since I started seeing him 15 years ago. Every visit he shuffles into the exam room in his suit and tennis shoes of indeterminate brand. He discusses lab results and ultra sound and bone scan results. He doesn’t miss a thing or even forget anything about me. He greets me in French because he knows I lived there and he’s French.
Every visit I ask him, half fearing the answer, if this is the year he’ll retire and every year he says the same thing “We take it one day at a time”.....so the secret to living to happy and healthy old age is apparently to take it one day at a time.......
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