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 mark an "X" 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 a woman cheerfully, "and thank God we can all still drive."