Laughter Is The Best Medicine.....

The envelope I held in my hand was post marked December 13 and yet it was still unopened. I knew what it held and I chose to do my best Scarlett O'Hara imitation and ignore the unpleasantness that it contained, at least until after Christmas. I knew it contained yet another questionnaire, not the kind you find in a magazine or one of those quirky web quizs, like What kind of biscuit are you, home made or canned, type thing. This quiz would ask me all kinds of questions I was tired of filling out and getting no answers to in return. It was from the office of yet another specialist, one of the next two I will pay a visit to in the coming weeks. I am frustrated that there is no answer, yet I fear the answer all the same.

Tossing the cover sheets aside to read through after filling in the blanks I heaved a huge sigh and picked up my pen and began to make check marks down the pages. That unpleasant task finished I picked up the tossed aside pages and began to read all the requirements before my upcoming visit. I skipped across all the personal information already filled in at the top of the page and read all the areas that were highlighted with the most pertinent instructions. As I was about to refold the pages and return them to their envelope, my date of birth caught my eye. I blinked and blinked again and sure enough the date was typed in wrong but it was not the date that stunned me, it was the age I was listed at. Incredibly, I was listed as being 101 years old! For some reason I found this totally funny and began to laugh and laugh and laugh.

I wondered if the office wondered why I was even bothering to find out what was wrong with me as I had already lived to the ripe old age of 101 and it probably didn't matter what the results would be as my days were surely numbered. I could just hear the office buzz about seeing a patient of that age and being wowed when I walked in instead. I thought about calling them and telling them about the error but I decided I will have a little fun with this instead.

After all the laughter I am feeling suddenly better, lighter, and certainly younger! Laughter truly is the best medicine. It really does not matter so much what the results reveal, it will be what it is and I will do what I have always done, persevere. I will follow the advice of the Apostle Paul, be content in my circumstances, whether I abase or abound, therein I will be content. I will cling to the Serenity Prayer, to change what I can and to accept that which I cannot change. I will choose to cling to hope for better and brighter days without uncertainty. I will waltz into those appointments as no 101 year old woman has ever done and I will be mischievous and have fun and I will take my medicine, a hefty dose of laughter and I will feel better.

I prescribe viewing the following video for today's dose of laughter: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4tl2qGWvPdc

Wishing you all health, happiness, and a hefty dose of laughter,
Miss Sandy