My wife of fifty years looked at me from her hospital bed and said, "Well, here I am again, this time with a broken ankle.  As always, you were right by my side."  Then she said, "Come to think about it, you were by my side when I slipped on ice and broke my leg.  And, you were also sitting by me when I wrecked the car and broke my arm."  After pausing for a moment, she looked me in the eyes with a playful smile and said, "You know Bill,  I'm beginning to think that you're bad luck."