The phone rings and the lady of the house answers: 'Hello.'
-'Mrs. Sanders, please.'
-'Speaking.'
-'Mrs. Sanders, this is Doctor Jones at Saint Agnes Laboratory. When your doctor sent your husband's biopsy to the lab yesterday, a biopsy from another Mr. Sanders arrived as well, and we are now uncertain which
one is your husband's. Frankly the results are either bad or terrible.'
-'What do you mean?' Mrs. Sanders asks nervously.
-'Well, one of the specimens tested positive for Alzheimer's and the other one tested positive for AIDS. We can't tell which is your husband's.'
-'That's dreadful! Can't you do the test again?' questioned Mrs. Sanders.
-'Normally we can, but Medicare will only pay for these expensive tests one time.'
-'Well, what am I supposed to do now?'
-'The people at Medicare recommend that you drop your husband off somewhere in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don't sleep with him.
Warmie
