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A woman who had the worst chronic headache goes to a famous "new age"
holistic doctor, as a last resort.
"Doctor, I have tried everything, but my headache just won't go
away."
The doctor replied, "You have come to the right place. This is what I
want you to do: go home, stare at yourself in the mirror, point your
index
fingers at your temples, and repeat this mantra: "I really don't have
a
headache, I really don't have a headache". Do it as long as it takes,
the
headache is just going to vanish."
As she leaves the doctor's office, skeptical but curious at the same
time, she tries the maneuver in front of the mirror in the elevator.
Fingers
pointed at her temples, she starts repeating "I really don't have a
headache, I really don't have a headache...". She has barely said it
four
times, when she realizes her headache is gone. Shocked and elated,
she
runs back up to the doctor.
"Doctor, you are a genius! Can I please send you my husband? He's
been
having problems in a certain department... how can I put it... "
"When was the last time you two had sex?"
"About eight years ago."
"Send him over."
A few days later, she is waiting with baited breath for her husband to
come home from the doctor. He arrives, asks her to wait, and goes
straight to
the bathroom. When he comes out, he throws her on the couch and
starts
making wild passionate love to her. When he's finished, he goes right
back to the bathroom.
A few minutes later he comes out, rouses her from her bliss and starts
at
it again, like an insatiable young man. After another hour of great
sex
he goes and locks himself in the bathroom again.
At this point the wife has become unbearably curious. She tiptoes to
the
bathroom door, looks through the keyhole, and sees her husband, staring
at himself in the mirror, fingers pointed at his temples,
repeating:
"That woman is not my wife, that woman is not my wife....."
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holistic doctor, as a last resort.
"Doctor, I have tried everything, but my headache just won't go
away."
The doctor replied, "You have come to the right place. This is what I
want you to do: go home, stare at yourself in the mirror, point your
index
fingers at your temples, and repeat this mantra: "I really don't have
a
headache, I really don't have a headache". Do it as long as it takes,
the
headache is just going to vanish."
As she leaves the doctor's office, skeptical but curious at the same
time, she tries the maneuver in front of the mirror in the elevator.
Fingers
pointed at her temples, she starts repeating "I really don't have a
headache, I really don't have a headache...". She has barely said it
four
times, when she realizes her headache is gone. Shocked and elated,
she
runs back up to the doctor.
"Doctor, you are a genius! Can I please send you my husband? He's
been
having problems in a certain department... how can I put it... "
"When was the last time you two had sex?"
"About eight years ago."
"Send him over."
A few days later, she is waiting with baited breath for her husband to
come home from the doctor. He arrives, asks her to wait, and goes
straight to
the bathroom. When he comes out, he throws her on the couch and
starts
making wild passionate love to her. When he's finished, he goes right
back to the bathroom.
A few minutes later he comes out, rouses her from her bliss and starts
at
it again, like an insatiable young man. After another hour of great
sex
he goes and locks himself in the bathroom again.
At this point the wife has become unbearably curious. She tiptoes to
the
bathroom door, looks through the keyhole, and sees her husband, staring
at himself in the mirror, fingers pointed at his temples,
repeating:
"That woman is not my wife, that woman is not my wife....."
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