When I was a little kid, I always hated to go to the doctor. Not only was the doctors office cold, it had an antiseptic smell to it. Plus, every time I went there, I knew I was gonna get a shot. And that hurt!
Well, I just got back from a doctors visit. My annual physical exam, now free (without co-pay) because I’m on Medicare, and Medicare wants to keep you healthy and not turn into some old sickly geezer who’s gonna suck the system dry because of years of abusing their body.
You know the best thing about it all? Not only is old Hansi in good health, the doctor didn’t stick his finger up my ass. He said they’re not doing that any more; too invasive, and there’s other ways to monitor for prostate cancer. Must be Obama-care. Maybe we’re not taking it in the ass as much as when George W Bush was in office and the Republicans were in charge. Remember that? I sure do!
Well, putting digital anal penetration aside (yet still having vivid images burning in your mind), the good thing is: I’m in good health. I knew that before going to see him, but it’s nice to have a professional opinion. Sure takes a load off of my mind. (How much of a load Hansi?). About a fingers worth.