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Old Age is Not for Sissies!

Read this with a bottle of booze. Make sure all guns and knives are locked up and the car keys are hidden. If there is a busy street near where you are tie yourself to the kitchen table. Ok now page down and read on if you dare.


My ninety one and a half year old mother-in-law has a saying that "old age is not for sissies". What she means is that old age is tough! Every thing hurts and malfunctions. Your joints ache. When you sit down too long you can barely get up on you feet. Walking is very painful, even with your new advance walker. Going up a flight of stairs is the equivalent of climbing Mt. Everest. Your digestion doesn't work too well. And of course the foods that you like the most are the ones that you have the most trouble processing in your body. They give you rashes and itch worse than poison ivy. You maybe constipated most of the time. The rest of the time you have diarrhea. Your hemorrhoids bleed at the slightest provocation; especially under the pressure of explosive gas releases. Luckily you can still urinate, but you can't control when and where you do it. Who ever invented Depends should be a Saint. If you are a man you have prostate problems. As you prostate becomes 35% of you body mass, it squeezes off fluid flow through all passages in its vicinity. ED is a fond memory. Your teeth are falling out one by one. Even the artificial teeth are disintegrating. Your dental bridge ends up having no place to anchor itself. It will soon be retired to a drawer. Your near sightedness has evolved into Glaucoma and Macular Degeneration. Reading becomes a problem. People buy you magnifying glasses of Xmas. Your hearing is fading! Probably because the doctor is always speculating that you might have cancer. Actually the quiet is kind of peaceful. Your spouse can't successfully nag you anymore. If only the pain sensing system would fail, but no that is the last system to go.

And of course no one wants to listen to you talk about your aches and pains, it reminds them of their own futures. Gradually you forget facts and dates, then people and places can't be remembered. Eventually you can't remember that you can't remember. What a wonderful blessing!

 

 

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