Just before the funeral services, the undertaker came up to
the very elderly widow and asked, "How old was your husband?"
"98," she replied. "Two years older than me." "So
you're 96," the undertaker commented. She responded, "Hardly worth
going home, is it?
Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman: "And what do you
think is the best thing about being 104?" the reporter asked. She simply
replied, "No peer pressure."
The nice thing about being senile is you can hide your own
Easter eggs.
I've sure gotten old! I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip
replacement, new knees, fought prostate cancer and diabetes; I'm half
blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40 different
medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts. Have
bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and feet
anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends but,
thank goodness, I still have my driver's license.
I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape, so I got my
doctor's permission to join a fitness club and start exercising. I
decided to take an aerobics class for seniors. I bent, twisted, gyrated,
jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour. By the time I got my
leotards on, the class was over.
An elderly woman decided to prepare her will and told her
preacher she had two final requests. First, she wanted to be cremated, and
second, she wanted her ashes scattered over Wal-Mart. "Wal-Mart?" the
preacher exclaimed. "Why Wal-Mart?" "Then I'll be sure my
daughters visit me twice a week "
My memory's not as sharp as it used to be. Also,
my memory's not as sharp as it used to be.
Know how to prevent sagging? Just eat till the wrinkles fill out.
It's scary when you start making the same noises as your
coffeemaker.
These days about half the stuff in my shopping cart says,
"For fast relief."
Remember: You don't stop laughing because you grow old, You grow
old because you stop laughing.
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