As Baby Boomers, we get caught up in the daily strife of managing our own lives and often those of our children, grandchildren or parents. It often becomes all too easy to dwell on all the stress and not the joys and rewards that come our way.
Let's be frank. Since the time of Freud, physicians have been biased in their treatment of men. Males got sick, Females were hysterical. Now years later, the dark, dirty little secret will be revealed. But not just yet.
Like most families together for the holidays, we spend the first hours going over the updates: who died, who went bankrupt, who needs surgery. Given enough time and liquor, this can easily become a competition: whose disaster story is worse?