Appointments

When we were young we’d go for weeks And nary a doctor we’d see. But now that our senior years have arrived Seems that hardly a moment is free. Appointments accumulate day after day - It’s hard to keep them all straight. The dates and the times all mix in my head – Is tomorrow my eyes or my weight? My calendar says my dentist I’ll see - 'Twas Friday I’m sure that he said – But his office just called to tell me - oh no! I should be there this morning instead. The heart doctor wants me on Tuesday PM, The same day I’m due for a scan. The neurologist gave me a change in my date To a day that I have other plans. Although I’m aware that my age is advanced I’m still walking and feeling just fine. So why am I in this ridiculous state? Maybe your guess is better than mine!