I'm a disabled retired fireman age 48. I only weigh 20 pounds more then I did in High School. I smoke half a pack of smokes a day and have 4 glasses of wine a week. I'm very arthritic, nothing a little herbal medication wont help (beats the hell out of 4 7.5 Vicodins a day). So hears the problem, my wife is allways after me to get a checkup once a year. I think thats cool but I dont like Dr. fatfinger having his way with me. Should I tell her to chill or submit to the sadist Doctor?