I,m ninety one years old,my goal is to be live to be a hundred. I have the
means to obtain that goal. I have a private house keeper walk three
blocks to have my dinner. I have stop walking to dinner after a flu,but
I can afford to call a cab,the family stops by every now and then. They
decides that I need a nurse,so now I have nurse and house keeper. I
can afford them,after all I'm a graduate from Hartford and a retired
doctor. I,m doing ok for my age,so I get over the flu. More exersise
is recommened,so now the family wants around the clock nurses.
I get a fitness instructor,I'm back to my favorite eating place every
evening. (You forgot I want to live to a hundred),that possible. The doctor
has oked a glass of wine with dinner. Life is great,all my friends are
amazed how healthy I am, a great life. I have a fall,my nurse calls
my son, he says he will meet at the hospital. I am wide awake and
talking as I leave for the hospital. My friends are shocked when they
are told that I went to the hospital and passed away in two days. My family
had stopped by the hospital. They told my friends not to cry for me
that I had a great life and they didn't want to hear anything different.
I had all that paid help that I could afford,in two days did I get
the morphine drip..did I deserve that goal to a hundred..God only
knows..is there heaven on earth...
means to obtain that goal. I have a private house keeper walk three
blocks to have my dinner. I have stop walking to dinner after a flu,but
I can afford to call a cab,the family stops by every now and then. They
decides that I need a nurse,so now I have nurse and house keeper. I
can afford them,after all I'm a graduate from Hartford and a retired
doctor. I,m doing ok for my age,so I get over the flu. More exersise
is recommened,so now the family wants around the clock nurses.
I get a fitness instructor,I'm back to my favorite eating place every
evening. (You forgot I want to live to a hundred),that possible. The doctor
has oked a glass of wine with dinner. Life is great,all my friends are
amazed how healthy I am, a great life. I have a fall,my nurse calls
my son, he says he will meet at the hospital. I am wide awake and
talking as I leave for the hospital. My friends are shocked when they
are told that I went to the hospital and passed away in two days. My family
had stopped by the hospital. They told my friends not to cry for me
that I had a great life and they didn't want to hear anything different.
I had all that paid help that I could afford,in two days did I get
the morphine drip..did I deserve that goal to a hundred..God only
knows..is there heaven on earth...
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