Thinking that she could have a twofer, Shirley made an appointment with the urologist.

You see, there are trials going on, as you read this and I type this, that has to do with the latest use of Botox.

It seems that some doctors are experimenting with using botox to combat incontinence.  I kid you not. I couldn't even fathom making that up.

Back to Shirley. Whipping off her Depends, she hopped up on the examining table. Barely moving her mouth, unable to furrow her brow, but maintaining a steady, non crows feet, eye contact with her Doctor, she steeled herself for the injection of Botox right into her bladder.

"And the side effects are"? " Well", said the doctor, "we don't know enough about the migration of Botox to other muscles in your body. If you are lucky, your stomach will become taut. Alternatively, your heart may freeze up and stop beating."

So Shirley thought about this for a minute, looked down at her ever widening gut and said "inject away."

As for her heart, after years of hearing both her spouse and her children tell her that they thought she was heartless, she couldn't imagine the consequence of migrating botox would be an issue.