Has anyone noticed how after middle age, all conversation seems to eventually come around to body parts?

At one time we all sat around discussing movies, books, vacations and men. Nowadays we talk about illness, doctors, and hospitals. We go into great detail about our various bodily functions and malfunctions. And nobody better ask us, "How are you?" We'll tell 'em--in great detail. We'll describe our most recent surgery, our last doctors visit and all about our kidneys, liver, galbladder and mental health.

And I'm afraid it only gets worse.

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