Stolen from another place

At a nursing home a group of old people were sitting around talking about all their ailments. "My
arms have gotten so weak I can hardly lift this cup of coffee," said one. "Yes, I know," said
another. "My cataracts are so bad I can't even see my coffee." "I couldn't even mark an 'X' at
election time, my hands are so crippled,"volunteered a third. "What? Speak up! What? I can't hear
you! said a fourth. "I can't turn my head because of the arthritis in my neck," said a fifth, to
which several nodded weakly in agreement. "My blood pressure pills make me so dizzy I can hardly
walk!" exclaimed another. "I forget where I am, and where I'm going," said an elderly gent. "I guess
that's the price we pay for getting old," winced an old man as he slowly shook his head. The others
nodded in agreement. "Well, count your blessings," said one woman cheerfully, "thankfully, we can
all still drive."