One Nation, Under God
I was asked during a recent doctor’s appointment if I fear falling.
I hesitated before answering, worried that I was being set up. After all, I’d earlier been given a cognitive test to check my memory.
It had been years since I’d seen a doctor and, during that time I’d aged enough that now the exam seemed to be focused on my mental acuity instead of any physical abilities I once had.
I feared a wrong answer might result in me being sent to a home.
“Of course, I fear falling,” I snapped. “It’s winter in Montana. There’s snow and ice on the ground. Who doesn’t worry about falling?”
I neglected t...
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