My doctors have an unfortunate habit of dying. If I go to see a new doctor I do a cursory search on them every 6 months or so just so I can catch their obituary.

The last one told me I had high blood pressure and I was going to stroke out if I didn't take these expensive ass new pills. I told her I had white coat syndrome that had been diagnosed in college by a physician's assistant at the student health clinic over 6 weeks. Well this pissed her off. She stroked out herself a year later.

There are a lot more old drunks than there are old doctors.