Cancer Registry.
After 26 years of being cancer free, you would think that one could eliminate the calls from the Cancer Registry. No! After 4 moves, 4 different phone numbers, telling them to take me off the list, they still find me. Like a detective agency with stealthy finding methods, and remarkable feats of success, I can't hide. Its like being part of a mafia family, once you're in, you're in the club for life.  I have even thought about telling them, "no, sorry she's dead and gone" but couldn't bring myself to lie and yes, I understand its a serious matter and YES, I am thankful to be alive, and no Im not whining, well maybe a little.  I like to put all those bad memories behind me, and I have for the most part, until I get the dreaded once a year call. I can see myself in the year 2042, sitting in my nursing home with my cane and my bundle of kleenex, "yes, this is she, and yes I am still alive and kicking, would you please TAKE ME OFF THE LIST!"  :)