A joke from one of our readers.
A fifty-something caregiver suffered a stroke and
was immediately taken to the hospital.
While on the operating table she had a near-death experience.
Seeing God she asked, “Is my time up?”
God replied, “No,” and assured her,”You have thirty-three years,
two months and eight days to live.”
After she recovered, the caregiver decided to remain in the hospital and
have a face-lift, liposuction, breast implants, and a tummy tuck.
Since she had a third of a century to live,
she figured she might as well make the most of it.
While waiting to be released she even had
her hairdresser come in to change her hair color and
her dental hygienist to brighten her teeth!
After she was finally released from the hospital,
while crossing the street to return to her duties as a caregiver,
she was hit by a racing ambulance and died immediately.
Arriving before God, she demanded, “I thought you said
I had another thirty-three years? Why didn’t you pull me out
from the path of the ambulance?”
God replied: “Shit! I didn’t recognize you.”
[TCV Editor: I didn’t know God swore!]
Thank you, Sharon Price, for sharing this joke with us at The Caregiver’s Voice.
[TCV Editor: This joke has been adapted for visitors to The Caregiver’s Voice.]