A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to Old Age…

<a href=""><img class="size-medium wp-image-2741 alignright" src="" alt="Medicine" width="200" height="300" /></a>My doctor of many years decided he’d rather spend his days hiking than playing ‘identify this rash’ twelve times a day and retired a few months ago at the age of 71. This left me, for the second time in my life, with the reluctant task of replacing a retired doctor. I hate finding new doctors. When my very first doctor retired, the only physician in my small town who was taking patients was an osteopath. I didn’t care much for him. I felt like he was always treating me with special herbs and spices instead of practicing medicine, yet he looked great by comparison to the doctor I ended up with in the next city I moved to. When we got to Alaska, we asked some of the doctors we knew from our neighborhood and civic organizations who they would see for

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