Everybody has "those days." The ones where you realize that things aren't what they used to be and may never be again.

So you trek off to the doctor's office for a tonic or pill and hope for the best. When the doctor starts with "you're getting older," it's never going to end well. And, if he's going to prescribe "doing something you used to really enjoy," he'd better know what that was before putting the idea in your mind. Some therapies aren't really as helpful as they appear.

A short story from the author of Superstition and Sweet Tea and Deviled Eggs.