
I can only hope to be so happy in my old age (and consequential INSANITY).
I realize that alzheimers is no laughing matter, but anything that is no laughing matter when put into the right context is funny. It may be in poor taste to make fun of a disease which takes someone's personality and mind before it takes their body, and in turn takes their loved ones on a journey of great emotional turmoil. It would be just as dispicable to make fun of AIDS, a tragic life-shortening illness with such a horrible social stigma that not only do you have to die, but you also have to feel ashamed for it. Holy shit I'm depressed now. I need a joke.
The phone rings. The lady of the house answers, “Yes?”
“Mrs. Ward, please.”
“Speaking”
“Mrs. Ward, this is Doctor Jones at the Medical Testing Laboratory. When your Doctor sent your husband’s samples to the lab, the samples from another Mr. Ward was sent as well and we are now uncertain which one is your husband’s. Frankly, it is either bad or terrible.”
“What do you mean?” Mrs. Ward asks.
“Well, one Mr. Ward has tested positive for Alzheimer’s disease! (related to memory) and the other for AIDS. We can’t tell which your husband’s is”
“That’s terrible! Can we do the test over?” questions Mrs.. Ward.
“Normally, yes. But Medicare won’t pay for these expensive tests more than once.”
“Well, what am I supposed to do now?”
“The people at Medicare recommend that you drop your husband off in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don’t sleep with him”.
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