Accept old age. Not doing so could be problematic.

Just hit the ignore button. Cmon you can do it.
 
This must be shared as a medical safety warning:

If you are old, stay that way. It could spare you a lot of issues!

I am nearly 80 and my wife is just a few years younger. Last night we decided to celebrate the Christmas season with a commemorative roll in the hay. I swallowed a blue pill, and she was as beautiful ever judging by the substantial standing at attention that occurred. Things started out quite well, and the idea of recapturing youth seemed like a magical gift brought to us by modern pharmacology. Then my gym workout intervened when I tried to adjust my position. I got a severe cramp in the back of my left leg and recoiled like a fish on a hook! My wife said I looked like a human in the late stages of acute electrocution!

It went downhill from there. I rolled on the wife’s ankle, and she arched her back to escape! She was near the edge of the bed and hit the floor like an anvil dropped from the ceiling! My leg took some time to recover, and I could hear her babbling incoherently like a quarterback that just had his bell rung! I used my arms to pull myself to the side of the bed the wife had just vacated and tried to comfort her as I was still incapacitated from the cramp!

Today my wife is still walking with a limp, and we must decide what to tell her personal physician if things do not improve by next week. If my wife tells the doctor that the injury is the result of rough sex, we fear she may be diagnosed with dementia!

You simply cannot win these days with old age. Is anyone interested in a bottle of blue pills?
I had sex once and had to pay for it for 18 years.
 
Speaking of getting old, the last several days have been very depressing in that regard. I'm 76 and the youngest in my family, and most of our friends are around the same age.

My 86-year-old sister spent the last two weeks in the hospital with a lung infection that almost killed her. They think they have devised a cocktail of antibiotics that can bring it under control, but of course no guarantees.

The couple that we mostly party with - the husband was a college basketball player and played recreationally for decades - can barely stand up. He has had work on his knees for years and they are finally OK, but his back is giving out now. The wife is looking at her fourth or fifth back operation soon, whenever they get some major infection under control.

My older brother made Christmas dinner (it was not good). He can barely walk but is too proud to use a cane, and he cannot hear anything but refuses to get hearing aids. Every sentence has to be shouted two or three times before he gets it. His wife is way past her "Sell by" date, and looks it.

My cousin fell down on Christmas Eve for no apparent reason and is in the hospital with who-knows-what complications.

I just lost 35 pounds dieting with my wife, and we are in our best shape in many years, but it's depressing being around so much age-related bad news. And of course, age catches up with everyone eventually, and we will be there with them, sooner or later.

I'm trying to live every day to the fullest. Too bad it's wintertime.
 
Speaking of getting old, the last several days have been very depressing in that regard. I'm 76 and the youngest in my family, and most of our friends are around the same age.

My 86-year-old sister spent the last two weeks in the hospital with a lung infection that almost killed her. They think they have devised a cocktail of antibiotics that can bring it under control, but of course no guarantees.

The couple that we mostly party with - the husband was a college basketball player and played recreationally for decades - can barely stand up. He has had work on his knees for years and they are finally OK, but his back is giving out now. The wife is looking at her fourth or fifth back operation soon, whenever they get some major infection under control.

My older brother made Christmas dinner (it was not good). He can barely walk but is too proud to use a cane, and he cannot hear anything but refuses to get hearing aids. Every sentence has to be shouted two or three times before he gets it. His wife is way past her "Sell by" date, and looks it.

My cousin fell down on Christmas Eve for no apparent reason and is in the hospital with who-knows-what complications.

I just lost 35 pounds dieting with my wife, and we are in our best shape in many years, but it's depressing being around so much age-related bad news. And of course, age catches up with everyone eventually, and we will be there with them, sooner or later.

I'm trying to live every day to the fullest. Too bad it's wintertime.
Sadly, you've described much of the nation's oldsters.
 
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