Why it really sucks to get old

Krell1

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I finally realized why getting old sucks so bad. The body develops aches and pains, bad joints, arthritis and, if you're really unlucky, really bad diseases. You may have to get joint replacements (2 for me so far) pacemakers, spinal fusion, cortisone shots and on and on and on. Some of this is caused by the abuse you put yourself through when you're younger or suffered injuries in the past. Let's face it, old age is old age and there's nothing we can do to stop it.

The part that's really bad though, at least in my case, is my brain is the same as it was 30 years or more ago. I still have the same thoughts and desires I had way back when. I still think I can do things I did way back when. My body then tells me (maybe a day later) that I, in fact, will pay with muscle aches and stiffness for days later. I have to constantly think about what I'm about to do and reconsider. Work I used to do around the house I now get a handyman or contractor to do it.

I am still able to hold a gun and shoot though so I'm thankful for that.

It truly sucks though to be in the checkout generation.
 
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Tell me about it. Spent the morning/early afternoon walking around the gun show. Came home, cut the back grass. So here it is, Saturday night, 9:30 and I'm in my jammies getting ready to hit the rack. Who'da thunk it?
 
...my brain is the same as it was 30 years or more ago.

I am still able to hold a gun and shoot though so I'm thankful for that.

You ain't "old." If you still have your mind and can hold/shoot a gun what more could you want! Glass half full there buddy. Glass half full.

But I do remember my mom and dad complaining about getting old. Wish they were still around to swap complaints with. I'm sure they would get a chuckle saying I told you so.
 
Aw c'mon, guys! Gimme a break! You aren't old until you start writing yourself notes...then try to remember who they're from!!

Besides, like I've said before...age is important only if you're a cheese!

Of course, one of my sons told me the other day, "Dad, some people age like a fine wine." Then, looking at me, he added, "And others age like milk!":confused:
 
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When was the last time you saw green stamp's, I still have some Husky tool's that I got with green stamps in the early 60's. At 70 I have more aches and pains than my parent's had at 90, I hope I don't live as long as they did.:eek:
 
My grandfather at 94 used to say that getting old is not for "weaklings". He used another word instead of weaklings that is also slang for a part of the female anatomy. He had a cataracts, a heart attack, hernias, diabetes, part of his lung taken out by Mustard gas (Chateu Thierry) and died of boredom (recorded as congenital heart failure) two years after they made him stop working his farm. At 89 he was climbing trees using chain saws to cut off limbs. I was sent to help him and all that he would let me do was drag off the cut limbs and cut them down to firewood. The night he died, we talked for a while and when the conversation ran its course, he wished me good luck and went to sleep, he never woke up. Keep doing what you love and you will not notice how old you are.
 
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...part of his lung taken out by Mustard gas (Chateu Thierry) and died of boredom (recorded as congenital heart failure) ...The night he died, we talked for a while and when the conversation ran its course, he wished me good luck and went to sleep, he never woke up. Keep doing what you love and you will not notice how old you are.

I had those conversations with my uncle, who was wounded in Muse-Argonne. You will never understand how important that last night's talk was. I did not have it with my uncle, and with my Dad it was not possible, as he was left mute by a stroke. I envy your opportunity.

Write it down, and share it with your state archives.
 
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