posted on Jun, 30 2013 @ 10:31 AM
Yay! Welcome to the 50's and not hurting on your b-day!
My mom used to say that she was ok up until her 50s, then that decade brought on aches and pains. I used to work with a woman who had been athletic
all her life. Then she started to have knee pain and found it harder to get out of bed in the morning and even walk. She put off going to the doctor,
as she dreaded facing knee surgery.
She finally went, had tests done, and returned, finding it even difficult to get up onto the examining table. Her doctor walks in, says, "The tests
show there is nothing wrong with your knees. How old are you?" (note he said the last part rhetorically). Oh, oh, she realized that being 55 was the
problem and normal. She then just got down from the table, walked away feeling better, and adjusted for the fact that she was fine, just older.
Well, shells, you and I will only share the 50s for a few more weeks, when I will then enter my 60s. I tell you, though, I really enjoyed my 50s. At
53 I severely fractured my arm in a quad accident but was fortunate to heal without surgery; that's when I found ATS, because I had to keep my arm
immobile for a few weeks and decided to pass the time online.
At 55 I found out that the local tribe considered 55 to be the age of being an elder, having wisdom and earned respect. Neat! And then I started
getting senior discounts for a lot of things. Sweet!
I did join AARP, but I threw away the funeral home advertising. And I finally got a hearing aide ad in the mail recently, but that one immediately got
I will admit, that recently I have been wanting to shout, "Get off my lawn!", but I figure I will save that for a later time. I have to keep moving
and keep in shape, because I have to keep up with my rv friends who still ride their quads at 70s and 80s.