MEDICARE
The phone rings and the lady of the house answers,
"Hello".
"Mrs. Ward, please."
"Speaking."
"Mrs. Ward, this is Doctor Jones at the Medical Testing
Laboratory. When your doctor sent your husband's biopsy to the lab
yesterday, a biopsy from another Mr. Ward 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. Ward 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. Ward.
"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