:-) A man and his BAD LUCK :-)

Anne's husband had been
slipping in and out of a coma for several months. Things looked grim, but she was by his bedside every single day.
.
One day as he slipped back into consciousness, he
motioned for her to come
close to him. She pulled the
chair close to the bed and
leaned her ear close to be able to hear him. "You know" he whispered, his
eyes filling with tears, "you
have been with me through
all the bad times. When I got fired, you stuck right beside me. When my business went under, there you were. When we lost the house, you were there. When I got shot, you stuck with me. When my health started failing, you were still by my side. "And you know what?"
"What, dear?" she asked
gently, smiling to herself.

"I think you're bad luck."