The medics rushed Mr. Steinberg to the hospital in the middle of the night,
apparently with a massive heart attack. The doctors work on him all night
and morning and finally discharge him to ICU, where therapy continues.
After a couple of days, Mr. Steinberg's physician comes into his room and
says, "Sol, I'm happy to tell you that you are completely well. You have
the heart function that you did when you were a fifteen-year-old lad. We're
going to send you home tomorrow. You don't have to worry about your heart;
do any physical exercise that you like."
Mr. Steinberg goes home and that evening is talking with his wife. "Doris,
you'll never believe it! I'm completely well. I have no worries with my
heart. Tonight, Darling, you and I are going to make love like you've never
had before - wild, passionate sex! You'll love it!"
Doris thinks for a minute and says, "I don't know, Sol. I've heard about
active sex and heart conditions. I don't want it to be on my conscience if
you die while we are making love. Maybe, just maybe, if your doctor wrote a
note to me saying that everything was okay, maybe I would have such sex
Mr. Steinberg was dejected, but the next day he was in his doctor's office.
His doctor tells him, "Sure, sure, Sol, no problem, I'll write the note.
Let's see, here's my prescription pad: 'Mr. Sol Steinberg, a patient of
mine, has the heart function of a fifteen-year-old lad, and can have mad,
passionate, adventurous sex any time that he so desires, signed, Dr. Aaron
Katz.' Now, I'll just address this. By the way, Sol, what's your wife's
"Uh, Doctor, could you just make that, 'To Whom It May Concern'?"