Where Were The Police?

 We left Cary, North Carolina a few days ago for a drive down I-95 to Florida.  Normally on this route, we see Highway Patrol cars and sheriff cars keeping an eye out for speeders.  We like seeing them as it helps us feel safer.  We rarely go more than 10% above the speed limit so we don’t worry about getting caught speeding.

On this trip, we didn’t see a single patrol car until a few miles from the Florida line.  That’s never happened before, especially near a holiday when there was a lot of traffic.

So what happened without the presence of the police?  Did drivers behave?  No!  It was a zoo.  We would be going about 77 mph and a car would zoom past us going at least 100 mph.  Cars were cutting in and out of lanes.  It felt more like a NASCAR race than a trip on I-95.

 We’re hoping that on our return trip to North Carolina we’ll see many police cars checking speeds with their radar.

Seasoned Man

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Extraction

 My dentist has been watching a tooth that was cracked and so damaged that she said it should come out.  Now was a good time for me so I scheduled an appointment.  Years ago, I never worried about a medical procedure.  Not so anymore.  I tried not to think about it and pretend it was nothing.  But I dreaded it.  I couldn't sleep for a couple of nights before the procedure.

The appointment was canceled and rescheduled because my primary care doctor didn't get my medical release to my dentist.  So I went through another few days of worrying

Finally, I was sitting in the dentist chair.  I didn't even feel the numbing needle.  The tooth was not coming out easily so the dentist cut it in pieces and took out the individual pieces.  I felt pressure, but there was no pain.  The dentist put in a few switches and gave me a prescription for a heavy-duty pain reliever.

After I was home, I took a couple of Tylenol pills and a couple more at bedtime.  Still no pain.  I didn't take a single one of the prescribed pain pills.

All of my worrying was not necessary.  Thank you Dr. Eissens.  You are amazing.

Seasoned Man

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1+1=?

 Aloma and I, when we were younger, thought that we complemented each other.  We had a synergy so when we were together we thought we made each other better.  Both of us together were better than the two of us individually.  Aloma was better at organizing, listening, remembering names, caring for other people.  I was better at digging holes in the garden for her plants and working on refining the formula E=MC 2.

 We felt then:  1+1>2

Over years, we slowed down.  Aloma kept her skills but at a slower pace.  Steve’s holes in the garden took more time to dig; Steve wasn’t making much progress in refining the formula.

We felt then: 1+1=2

More years went by.  We have to ask each other the name of someone we have known for years.  The names of plants in our garden are difficult to remember.  Steve digs holes in the wrong place in the garden.  We forget some appointments.  Steve was asked if he was making progress refining E=MC 2 and he said, “WHAT?”

Now, we feel:  1+1<2

Seasoned Man

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