“My sister won’t let me have anything I want to eat,” said Mr. G during his primary care clinic visit. In his late fifties, Mr. G had suffered a stroke that had taken a toll on his memory. His sister had stepped in to help.

“Like what?” I asked.

“Like burritos.”

“Why not?”

“Because of my kidney failure.”

I did a little what you talkin’ ‘bout Willis pout, as I didn’t remember him as having kidney failure.