DFO: Don’t Think Physical Exam, Think Tune-Up

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Every middle-age man I know makes fun of the rubber-glove treatment associated with a physical examination, epitomized by Chevy Chase singing a high-pitched version of “Moon River” as he undergoes a colorectal exam in the movie “Fletch.” Yet, for all the black humor about the colorectal checkup, many – most? – guys I know turn into Jell-O at the thought of being probed. Some, I suspect, decline to undergo annual exams to avoid that part of the regular routine. I had other reasons for not undergoing a physical for three years until I scheduled one this month: I was in insurance limbo for part of the time. I couldn’t get the doctor I wanted. I’m a procrastinator. Lousy excuses — D.F. Oliveria/Spokesman-Review.

DFO : I ran this out in HBO first as a “My 2 Cents” piece earlier this month. Here, you’ll see how I stretched the same info into 20 inches worth of op-ed space. Stay tuned for the sequel: The Long-Hose Treatment. Alas.

Question (for other middle-age men): So, what are you waiting for?