Wednesday, 23 October 2013

Aging... but not gracefully

Well, I guess I have gotten used to the phone calls offering funeral insurance or life insurance and asking if we have made plans for our retirement etc. I guess that is ok; everyone should make some sort of plans for these events.

However what gets me is when, instead of getting toy catalogues in your mailbox for Christmas shopping, you get catalogues about buying things like raised toilet seats, magnifying glasses for those difficult small prints... They also have toenail cutters you can use standing up and recliner covers. These are only a few of the things you can buy to make your old age comfortable. I get that one will eventually need them but I don't feel like I am there yet. Somehow they must have sussed out that I am getting there though.

This week was bad in that sense. I had a conversation with a little old lady sitting waiting for her ride, leaning on her walker, and several times she slipped in "we" when she was talking about something that referred to her and me, like"Yes, it really is hard for us to get up that hill these days". She was talking about a little incline up to the next road. After a while I asked her how old she was and she said: "90". So now I am in the 90"s crowd!

Then I was on the train into Sydney and a kid stood up for me!!! It was so sweet and polite and thoughtful, but up to now I have stood up for my elders. Gosh, what is happening?

I also raised the age level a lot last week end when I went to a barbecue. It was a friend's 40th and the  average age was that and down and a lot of little kids. Most people seem to have kids quite late these days and there were quite a few couples in their 40s with babies.  The drive home takes about an hour and I left in time not to have to drive in the dark or even worse at dusk because I can't see very well then. OMG, I am getting old!!

I guess it's time to go out and buy a Honda Gold Wing (it is known as a couch on wheels)! When we are out and about traveling, we see many people our age touring on comfie motor bikes, recapturing their youth maybe or living the dream that they've always had.


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