Musing about Meds

 For several years, I regularly drove my mother and her sister to their local primary care doctor, about once a month I think, where they adhered to the single prescription he had prescribed for them, which we picked up at the then local pharmacy. My mother died suddenly, of a heart attack, on October 30, 1983, at the age of 78.  Shortly after that, her sister, at age 83, decided to forego both doctor visits and medications. She died in July of 1995, at the age of 94.