Getting old(er) in rants

  • April 12, 2014, 12:06 p.m.
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Like most people who are senior citizens, I can't quite believe it. I KNOW I am 62, but still cannot believe it.

I look at my shopping cart at CVS and laugh - metamucil, probiotic supplements, other vitamins, incontinence pads... At least I don't need reading glasses and elastic socks!

I still carry heavy bags (although I'll guess they're not as heavy as they had been before), and walk long distances. I am aware there will come a time when I cannot do these things.

Aside from the diabetes, I am rather healthy. I watch television commercials for various medical conditions and realize I have NONE of them. That's a good thing. I keep many of them at bay with all the supplements I take. I have been "lucky" with the diabetes and the only part of the body it has affected is my mouth/teeth. I can no longer eat crunchy/chewy items. OK. I have learned to work around my limitations there.

About two years ago, I started coloring my hair again. It's clearly colored and many people compliment me on the color - somewhere between chestnut and auburn. It's the color that best goes with my personality (actually purple best goes with who I am, but since I work in the judicial system, purple is out). I use the same colorist all the time except once when that salon didn't have the shade I use. At the new place, the colorist mentioned that my hair is completely white. It's interesting as neither of my parents had a full head of white hair... ever.

I vowed many years ago not to need bifocal eyeglasses. I am still able to read in bright light with my regular glasses, and in dimmer light, I just take them off.

Coming "of age" in the turbulent '60's, and in the midst of the sexual revolution, my habits at that time would be shocking to the more staid times we live in now. I played with some questionable behaviors. Interestingly I find, as I am older, NONE of them holds ANY appeal. I find it's much easier to have male friends with NO hint of sexual tension between us. When I was much younger, I'd have laughed at that. I am thinking that's more a sign of getting old(er) than any of the other hints I've gotten over the years.


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