So yesterday I was talking to my son and he mentioned, Dad, Did you hear that old man Charlie ***** died? I'm thinking the only Charlie ***** I knew growing up was only 6 months older than me. I guess I wasn't as upset that an old friend had passed away, Rather now to the younger generation I'm considered old!
I notice a lot of obituaries in the paper are for people younger than me.
My first sign I noticed some years ago was that my bladder seems to have shrunk to be the size of hazel nut.
I feel pretty old today - had my gallbladder removed Tuesday afternoon, today is my first full day at home.
It's all relative guys. Yesterday my dad (age 95 living in an assisted living center) and I were driving down the road and he said, "There's a new woman who moved in last week. She's cute, always has her hair done and is always nicely dresses. She's very energetic too. She's 102."
Kinda makes me think of the Viagra TV commercial. They use a disclaimer, "Ask your doctor if your heart is health enough for sex." Every time I hear it I think, "Hell, it still beating isn't it?"
Don't you guys get it? When people in their 50's start looking young your getting old?
Then again is it the old saying that getting old is a state of mind?
The Rolling Stones look like zombies. Kenny Rogers, Burt Reynolds, Dolly Parton look like wax dummies with so may face lifts!
When you go to Branson the folks in the audience all have grey and blue hair.
A friend of mine who is in her mid 50's took her 84 year old father to see some of Bransons shows and was amazed she was the youngest there!
Time marches on when your having fun. Along with the cancer and a few other issues come along for the ride.
We have to take what life gives us. Enjoy when you can. Endure when you must.
Went to the dentist the other day to be evaluated for a root canal. The Dentist who was obviously older than I asked me how my health was.
I didn't see any assistants there to test it...
I guess the root canal procedure will be a "crap shoot".
I wish you a speedy recovery from your gallbladder surgery. It's too cold to do anything right now anyway.
Makes me smile
Went to the dentist y'day...I remember when he was just out of school and when he opened his own practice. Yesterday, some old Jewish guy, salt-n-pepper hair but mostly bald, huge paunch, jewelers glasses for his own glasses was doing the dentist duties. My wife reminded me...our old friend is now pushing 70!
Worse yet, his original desk receptionist who was the blonde babe of all babes back then, sort of never had you think about teeth and pain while you were there at the office...is now chin-less, her what-not's are down by her armpits, and she apparently waddles when she walks, and those blue eyes are now hazy/lazy hazel! I dunno, maybe the one I remember left her name plate on the desk?? I even asked the wife about that when I got home and her answer was she is one and the same...and with that wifey reminded me that the receptionist is 7 years younger than wifey...(guess I'm supposed to read something into that cryptic message?)
All I can say is that it sure beats the alternative I guess...
In 2001 I lost a good friend that I had grown up with, went through school and scouts with. We used to share our birthdays with my dad as well. Dad was born Nov.3, 1910. I was born Nov. 1, 1949 and Wayne was born Nov. 2, 1949. It shook me and my other "49er" friends when Wayne past early.
Joe R. Independence, Mo.
PS: How do you change your user name to include your city/state?
I am not getting old
Repeat -- I am not getting old.
It reminds me of the guy that was running his army on positive thinking.
He didn't have enough money for guns so he gave he solders broom sticks and convinced them that they would kill people.
When their first skirmish began the solders found that their broomsticks worked.
They aimed them, said bang - bang and the enemy fell down.
But after a while one of the enemy would not fall and he kept coming closer and closer.
As he walked over them they could here his saying Tankety Tank Tankety Tank.
Go to your user profile page...(click top of page here where it says 'user profile' to get started)
Then overtype where it asks for FULL NAME...but...it is your name, then a space, and then where from as ONE entry. Click save and good to go........
Dennis, thanks for the well wishes. I was totally tapped out of energy by the time I got home, but now that I'm eating regularly again my energy level is climbing up back to normal. No long bike rides for a while, though.
Joseph, to add city/state to your user name, log in to your profile and type whatever you want others to see here:
Monday I read in the obituary a man with whom I had worked had died. He was a year younger than I and I last saw him in December. Next day another man whom I worked with was in the obituary. He was 6 years older than I.
Last time I went to the doctor, he asked, "How are you?" I told him that was what I had come to find out. I had never been this age before. So I don't know how I should feel. I told him that when I was about 20 I could hike 15 miles and the next day I ached all over. I can still do that, only without the hike! His answer was, "you can do more than most men your age."
That's life. We just have to take it as it comes.
Aging with grace is the best option we're given.
The other day I went to the store and picked up a jug of water and I was asked if I needed a help getting it to the car I'm 54, when I show the T there is always someone how asks if I bought it new.In four mouths I will be considered a senior citizen. I guess I'am how the old fart with the cool car.
Guy comes home from the Doctor's office, looking glum. Wife says, "what's up?" He says, "Gotta get my affairs in order, update the will, etc."
"WHY?? What did the doctor say??"
"He said I'm sound as a dollar."
George, Guy went to visit family in a care facility. As he's walking down the hall, he notices a lady in a bathrobe, stopping by each room, Opening her robe and saying, "Sup-er Sex!" As he gets closer she does this again and he hears a man's voice from the room says, "Um. . .What kind of soup?"
My mom, at 91 tells me the peer pressure is a lot less. . .
I think I'm the luckiest one here. I'll be 16 years old at the end of this Month and I try to act my age most of the time but it is hard do.
Steve you must have been born in leap year about the 29th? My Grandmother said there were three signs that you are getting old, The first is your memory fades and I can't remember the other two!
When somebody greets me with something like,..."well, how are you today?" I'm starting to answer that the way my Dad used to,.....he'd say something like,......"there's room for improvement"!
I seem to have learned
That the older I get,
The more it costs
To get older yet.
7 years ago I went to a local restaurant and there was a 16-17 year old behind the cash register and when i ordered my food she punched in Senior Drink. That is when I knew,Apparently I had not made it over the hill, I musta looked like i had tunneled thru it to the other side!
I'm coming to the top of the hill but to slow it down some I'm doing it backwards.
The trouble with "the hill" and being "over the hill" is that once you get to the top the trip down the other side seems much faster than the climb up.
I was 42 the first time I was asked if I wanted the senior discount. That was over twenty years ago.
One of my very best, longest time, closest friends, happens to be twelve years older than I. He and his wonderful wife were married young. I was 27 with my babies at home when he became a grandfather. That was a strange feeling.
Do drive carefully, and enjoy life! W2
I was impressed with the way my Gunny responded to appropriate questions with a loud and
overly enthusiastic "OUTSTANDING !"
Been using it ever since, when asked how I am doing/feeling/how my day is going. No EID's
to be concerned with, no incoming rocket fire, no serious probability of ambush. Yeah, every
day is pretty much OUTSTANDING !!!!
We may have to grow OLD, but we don't have to grow UP.
Is this thread OT?
Uh oh Herb...we're all gonna get sent to the time out room! LOL
-Mark- Here's sending you 'Well Wishes' and a speedy recovery!
-Steve- What amazes me about reading those 'death notices' is how they all died in alphabetical order!
Lets see.....I delivered one of my nurses, have helped train 2 kids in 2nd year medical school that I delivered, saw a pleasant 92 year old last week that I first saw before she retired. Getting older sure beats the alternative! BTW, what was this thread about?
Thankyou Marv, Dennis, and all the other well wishers. The doctor and nurses at the hospital told me that I would recover fast from the surgery, and to be careful not to overdo it and risk popping the incisions. They were right! I was pretty tired the first day I was home after surgery, but my energy level is climbing fast now that I'm back on my normal eating/sleeping routine.
Something clicked for me in AFG about fear of dying. Not sure what happened,
but I accepted death as inevitable and embraced it. My sticking point is a diminished
level of living, pain, etc. and being a burden on others. I hope my sidearm is within
reach and my ability to use it is still there.
Beyond that, it seems every day I'm a little stiffer, my ability to "spring back" a little
less. Men in my family tend to be long-lived, the women often break 100 in good health.
I hope for the best. My crystal ball never has worked that well. Guess we'll just see
where this bus takes us !
Bus?? I thought I was on a train!
But then, I lose track of things. . .
I began to notice I was "maturing" when I realized my new doctor, dentist and barber were way younger than me. But what kind of sealed it was when my now retired doctor told me "If you were young, I'd give you six weeks to heal,but since you're like me and maturing, I want you to go easy for six months". When my wife asked how the doctor visit went, I told her "He said I'm getting old".
There are many good things that come with age, wisdom (hopefully that's what it is) contentment and learning to appreciate things much more. I'm getting older, but I'm embracing it and making the best of it.
A while back I went in for a routine physical check-up. I asked the doctor about some dark spots on my forehead. She looked at them carefully then went into a 5 minute monologue about ultraviolet light, skin pigmentation, aging, etc., etc., etc. When she finally wound down she said, "Do you understand?" I said, "I think so. You're trying to tell me they're just harmless age spots and to not worry about them."
She busted out laughing and said, "Exactly!"
My sister and I were crossing the street one day when she looked at me and said, "You know your getting old when you have to stop and burp the police officer who is directing traffic" I busted out laughing.
You know your getting old when you walk into a room and can't remember what you went in there for...You know your old and in trouble when you walk into the bathroom and can't remember why you walked in there.
That's when you sit down and think about it
I realized I was getting old about six months ago when I had to get bifocals. Dave
You know talking about getting help carrying things, when i go to the local feed store to get my dog food for my 4 legged friends a employee of the store carry's it out the truck. sometimes the gal i went to school with carry's it for me. I must admit,I still feel a bit strange about a woman carrying something to the truck for me but I always let her get in front and although she is a year older than me she can fly a airplane and time has been Very good to her.Plus she owns the place. So it is a nice view out to the truck anyhow.
-Doctor Noel- (& others)....
Heard a story about a 'Senior Doctor' which can be shared:
A seasoned Doctor had a young Med-School grad who began working at his clinic.
Mrs. Smith came in with an un-ending case of the hiccups. To which, the elder doctor instructed the young doc to meet with Mrs. Smith while he would care for a more urgent patient.
Moments later, the elder doctor hears yelling and screaming out in the hall. Leaving his patient, the doctor finds Mrs. Smith running down the hall, screaming hysterically.
Stopping her, the doctor asks "What's going on? What's wrong?", and with a stutter she haltingly tells him what she had been told by the younger Intern.
Quite upset, the doctor quickly approaches the Intern.... "What do you think you're doing? Mrs. Smith is sixty-five years old, has four children, plus is a grandmother of six, and YOU tell her that she is PREGNANT???"
The young Intern reacts very calmly, not even looking up while writing his notes: "Does she still have the hiccups?"
About 25 years ago I was treated for prostrate cancer, doctor says "what you want to do", did a lot of checking, same answer as from my doctor "whats your age? all treatment or non at all, 10 years is considered" I'm building my fifth car , the T, don't have time to think much about how old I am, my biggest regrets are the time I wasted, not my age.
After checking over his patient, the doctor asks to see his wife privately in his office. She comes in from the waiting room, and the doctor tells her, 'Your husband's health is a little fragile, he cannot take stress; but if you'll treat him kindly, not demand a lot of work from him and feed him a healthy diet, he'll live many more years, decades even."
She goes out in the waiting room and rejoins her husband. "Well, what did the doctor say?"
"You're gonna die!"
I bought a Gen 5 Camaro awhile back. My wife says it's just wrong because I carry a cane in the back floorboard. Yes, I use it once in awhile. In my defense, I've seen a lot of us old, gray haired guys driving them, along with the new Mustangs and Challengers. Just sayin'. Dave
I am getting old but I bought a 2015 mustang gt for my daily driver last fall and my wife drives a challenger r/t 6 speed manual transmission. My wife complains about the manual tranny. She wants a Honda, so gonna let her get old before me. Tim
A senior gentlemen and his wife were in the doctors office to get the usual summary of the yearly physical exam. The doctor said he need one last thing from the man before he exited. He needed a urine sample, a stool sample, and a semen sample before the gentleman left. The old guy asked his wife, "what did he say?". The wife said, "just leave your under ware"!!
We seniors get no respect!!!
When I was young and single, there was a Filly who I worked with that really made me go tilt...however she had been going with a guy forever, so we became good friends with the lower case 'f'.
Then they had this super duper blowup and split, and my oh my, there I was...until they made up some 3 months later and made up with a diamond ring! She left work and that was that, no thoughts, no contact, life moved on as it does
I read in the paper the other day that Richard A. 'xxxxxxxx', age 70 , was given a surprise birthday party by his wife Patricia V. 'xxxxxxx' and their 6 children.
Ironically, my first mental thought was it must be his parents until it then dawned on me...Patty's maiden name started with a V...and that guy from 1972 in the vintage Triumph with the English road hat would in fact now be 70-ish! (Mentally, I am still in my 20's, of course....lol)
I blew through the big 50 without a speed bump, blew through 60 the same way...even 65 and laughed when the Medicare card showed up, and laughed when the SS checks started coming...but... something tells me that the looming big 70 just may go and rock the boat...we shall see.
You learned never to ask my late Father-in-Law " how are you doing" because you'd get his entire medical history from head to toes. I really try to stay away from that kind of answer when I'm asked the same thing but my list keeps growing.
Over forty years ago, I went into Tower Records on Sunset Boulevard one day (Remember record stores?), and asked the sweet young thing behind the counter, "Do you have a record of A Christmas Carol, with Lionel Barrymore?" She replied, "What kind of music does he play?" It was at that moment I realized I was obsolete.
Retirement is good medicine for anyone. I haven't felt so good since I parted ways after 37 years of railroad stupidity.
Yeah, life is good.
Dad used to say "Life is like a roll of toilet paper... It goes faster at the end."