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Count Your
Blessings
contributed by Tred Abrams
twa080907@juno.com
At a nursing home a group of Seniors were sitting around talking about all
their ailments. "My arms have gotten so weak I can hardly lift this
cup of coffee," said one.
"Yes, I know," said another. "My cataracts are so bad I can't even see my
coffee."
"I couldn't even punch out the chad at election time, my hands are so
crippled," volunteered a third. "What? Speak up! What? I can't hear
you!" "I can't turn my head because of the arthritis in my neck,"
said a fourth, to which several nodded weakly in agreement.
"My blood pressure pills make me so dizzy!" exclaimed another. "I
forget where I am, and where I'm going," said another. "I guess
that's the price we pay for getting old," winced an old man as he slowly
shook his head. The others nodded in agreement. "Well, count your
blessings," said one woman cheerfully ...."and thank God we can all still
drive!"
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