At my physical today, my doctor assured me that my year of heart crap is not a sign my body is wearing out.
This happens to all sorts of people, she said. It will not be a cause of a shortened life expectancy, pretty definitive for a doctor.
That isn't exactly what I think. My idea is not that my heart will kill me, just that the rest of my body is going to follow my heart. But whatever, good enough, I'll take it ...
... if she had stopped there, but she didn't.
No, she added, what will shorten your life expectancy is the mobility issue.
Ummmm.
It's not like I didn't know but still.
Maybe I should have told her my sister's theory: that I will either choke to death or die laughing.
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