All of the best love stories have one thing in common. You have to go against the odds to get there.

For most of us who have a better half or a partner in life, there’s always a love story we tell.

There’s the perfect person who we picture. The one who will take our breath away. Finding Mr or Ms Right will always be our goal. For some, the perfect one may never come along. And they remain single throughout life. But I’m willing to bet that sometime in their life, they have loved…and lost…but they nevertheless have a love story to write.

As all relationships, and love stories are, one discovers imperfections along the way. People change. After all, circumstances change with time.

When we love, we need to see beyond the perfect. We love even the imperfections of the better half. Not the bitter half. Because love, sees through seeing perfectly the person that was meant to share our life with.

Because when we truly love someone, you don’t give up. Ever. Perfectly.


Alfred feared that his wife Janice was developing problems in hearing. She seemed to not respond the same way as she used to. He thought she may need a hearing aid.

Not quite sure how to approach this dilemma, he called his family doctor for advice.

The doctor said that there is an informal test the husband could perform to give the doctor a better idea about the extent of her hearing loss.

“Stand about 10 meters away from her and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, move to 7.5 meters, 5 meters and 2.5 meters, and so on until you get a response,” the doctor replied.

That evening, the wife was in the kitchen preparing dinner. At 10 meters distance, the husband asks, “Janice what’s for dinner?”

No response.

He moves to 7.5 meters and asks again, “Janice what’s for dinner?”

Still no response.

He now walks to the kitchen door about 5 meters from her and increases the tone a bit and asks, “Honey, what’s for dinner?”

There was no reply. And he became worried.

He paces a few feet more and asks again, “Sweetheart, what’s for dinner?”

And he yet doesn’t hear a reply.

Worried, he walks up behind her and asks “Janice, what’s for dinner?”


The love dress

A woman stops by unannounced at her son’s house. She knocks on the door and walks in.

She is shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying totally naked on the couch! There was soft music playing, candles lit, and perfume permeating the room.

“What are you doing?”, she asks.

“I’m waiting for Jeff to come home from work,” the daughter explains.

“But you’re naked!”, the mother-in-law exclaims.

“This is my love dress,” the daughter-in-law remarks.

“Love dress? But you’re naked!”, the mother-in-law replies back.

“Jeff loves it when I wear this dress. He wants me to wear this as it excites him to no end. Each time he sees me in this dress, he instantly gets romantic and can’t enough of me”, the daughter-in-law replied.

The mother-in-law leaves, inspired by what she has learned.

When she gets home, she undresses, showers, puts on the best perfume, dims the lights, puts on romantic music, and lays on the couch – naked – expectantly waiting for her husband. Finally, her husband comes home, walks in, and sees her lying provocatively.

“What are you doing?”, he asks.

“This is my love dress”, she whispers sensually.

“Needs ironing!”, he replies. “What’s for dinner?”

He never heard the gunshot.

When the fight started…

My wife and I were watching “Who Wants to be a Millionaire” while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, “you want to have sex?”

“No!”, she answered.

I then said, “is that your final answer?”

Without looking at me, she said “yes”.

Then I said, “I’d like to phone a friend”

And that’s when the fight started…☹️

I took my wife to a restaurant.

For some reason, the waiter took my order first.

“I’ll have the rump steak. Rare please”, I said.

The waiter replied, “aren’t you afraid of the mad cow?”

“Nah, she can order for herself”.

And that’s when the fight started…☹️

My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion. She kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.

“You know him?”, I asked.

“Yes”, she sighed. “He’s my old boyfriend and according to our friends, when we split up after high school, he’s taken to drinking and has never been sober since.”

“My God”, I replied. “Who’d think a person can go on celebrating that long?”

And that’s when the fight started. ☹️

When our lawnmower broke down, my wife kept dropping hints that I should get a new one.

Somehow, I had something to take care of first. House chores, business deals, errands, beer. Something more important to me.

One day she found a clever way to make her point.

I arrived home one day and saw her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a pair of sewing scissors. I watched her silently for awhile then went into the house. I was gone only for a minute and when I came back I handed her a toothbrush.

I said, “when you’re through cutting the grass you might as well sweep the driveway.”

And that’s when the fight started. ☹️

My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our anniversary.

She said, “something shiny that goes from 0 – 150 in 3 seconds.”

I bought her a bathroom scale.

That’s when the fight started. ☹️

After retiring, I went to the SSS Office to apply for retirement benefits. The woman behind the counter asked me for my drivers license to verify my age. I looked at my pockets and realized I left my wallet at home. I told the woman I was very sorry, that I’d left my wallet at home, and that I’d come back later.

The woman said, “unbutton your shirt”.

I opened my shirt and revealed my silver curly hair.

She said, “that silver hair on you chest is enough proof for me. And she processed my application!

When I got home, I excitedly told my wife what happened at the SSS Office.

She said, “you should have dropped your pants too. You might have gotten disability benefits too.”

And that’s when the fight started..☹️

My wife was standing nude looking at the bedroom mirror.

She wasn’t happy with what she saw and said to me, “I feel horrible. I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.”

I replied, “your eyesight is damn perfect!”

And that’s when the fight started. ☹️

One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift.

The next year I didn’t buy her a gift.

When she asked me why, I replied, “well you still haven’t used the gift I gave you last year!”

That’s when the fight started …☹️

What about you? Have you had any stories to share on how your fight started? 😂

The freebies #PetPeeveStories

We all have friends. And we abuse them. Say it. “That’s what friends are for.”

In the medical profession, we practice a courtesy of “not charging” a professional fee to our colleagues. I have no idea how that started, but it’s in the Philippine Medical Association’s Code of Ethics. (Maybe someone can let me know it’s history.)

The medical profession (like many professions) is not standardised when it comes to charging professional fees. The latter would depend on how critically ill the patient is, any special procedures needed, the complexity of the illness and so on and so forth.

This pet peeve story is not about professional fees (although I know that it is for some). It’s about the ones we charge to experience. The NCs – relatives, friends, colleagues and those minions who ask for a discount just because…

1. Returning the favor

It is an unsaid rule that as a “courtesy”, we don’t charge our colleagues or their immediate relatives. That’s because it is an honor that a colleague has picked you to be their doctor. When your colleagues are willing to put into your hands their health and lives, then you must be a good doctor! A respected one at that! And that’s how you can tell that the doctor you’re seeing is the best – your colleagues defer to your judgment call.

And you deserve a pat in the back.

I prefer to settle the professional fee. But it’s not going to happen. So I will now have to find a suitable “gift” as a token of appreciation.

RULE IS – IF you’re going to give someone you owe your life and health to as a token of appreciation, kindly put some thought into the gift.

It’s rude to give something that looks like it’s been recycled gazillion times. Those who have less in life and whom we waive professional fees out of the kindness of our hearts, have simple but well thought of gifts. I know that it’s the thought that counts but giving a “token” that had expired in 2016 with stale moss growing inside the box is taking the “thought” a bit too lame.

2. Extended families

I am amused at how some people introduce themselves by name dropping other doctors names. Like I’m the niece of the mother-in-law of Dr. So-on-and-so-forth. Or, you know my cousin, Dr. X? Uhmmmm yeah. Who is he/she?

Name dropping is a common Filipino trait. I’ve not seen it in other Asian countries except among Chinese. Yes! Your read it right. The Chinese have mastered the art of name dropping and its rubbed on like glue to the Filipinos.

RULE IS – NCs are up to the immediate dependent relative only. Anyone away from that (second, third, fourth, nth degree) and their neighbors or barangays should be charged the full fee.

I don’t understand why we need to give discounts to their “relatives” just because of affiliation and relation with a doctor. And that holds true with employees of hospitals where you work. The employees are gainfully employed. We do not run a charitable institution. We pay our taxes, rent and dues. There are incidentals like secretaries wages, electricity, water, security, office equipment, calling card, supplies, prescription pads, to name a few, that need to get paid. And it is not fair that other people who have less in life are shouldering the NCs of those who have more. That’s Economics 101. You need to have a rule for whom we don’t charge. Otherwise your clinic would be running a medical mission everyday. But think about it. Even medical missions will need resources!

Be grateful if your doctor extends you more than his/her professional courtesy. Don’t forget to say thank you, because that’s really what we all want to hear. (A well thought of gift is appreciated. And yes, it’s the thought that counts.)

3. The godparent discount

And it’s okay to say NO. There are patients who I don’t even know from Adam or Eve. I’m appalled by the fact that they come up to you and matter of factly ask – can you be the godparent of our son/daughter? Uhmmm….who are you people?

Filipinos always say that it’s bad to turn down an invitation to be a godparent. Well I tell my friends, to hell with that! When you don’t really know the people who ask you to be the godparent of their child, it is polite to turn it down. After all, you really don’t know them!

RULE IS – You’re not obligated to waive the professional fees of your godchildren. You can give them a discount (a huge one if you wish) but the services rendered shouldn’t be charity. Especially if they make you their godparent so that they don’t need to pay for the healthcare of their kids!

4. Star struck

Yes the stars have doctors too. But like all stars (and high ranking government officials), they want to be treated special. The star struck phenomenon is a stark reality. Many of them (especially the two bit ones or the co-starring) are such a pain. They want to get seen ahead or they have a preferred time or excuse me, do you do home service?

I pay to watch your entertainment and pathetic commercials. You earn much more than I do. I mean, have you seen their houses in the magazines?!? My house would look like their garage or storage bin in their homes!

Or personalities flaunting how much taxes she has paid in the last year?!? Or how many commercials they’ve made?!? We get the message! Money isn’t a problem. You want privacy and you can pay for home services.

RULE IS – if you need to make house calls (and I wouldn’t mind doing that at all), make sure you charge an arm and a leg. They can well afford to have you close down your clinic for the day, they can very well pay your professional fee for that block of hours you spent on the road and away from your clinic.

But there are those who are suckers for stars. I have had several personalities or “important people” who I’ve seen once or twice. And they don’t return. Why? Because I don’t acquiesce to the request that they be seen ahead of everyone else. And yes, I charge them. Just like all my other patients. After all, he/she who has more in life, needs to share the largesse.

Nothing in life is free. Gratitude to services rendered is highly appreciated. And true gratitude is all we ever desire.

Which goes to the last point. The bureau of internal revenue (BIR) will never credit back the freebies you give. How will they charge 5 kg of fresh shrimp that is paid, for services rendered? When patients cannot pay, and we simply brush off the professional fee, does that get deducted from the “losses” for the year? The last time I know is that financial liabilities should be considered when computing for annual taxes! These little intangible yet practical economic considerations should be factors when running a professional clinic so that we can charge patients fairly and equally.

Services rendered. Services paid for.