Ok, so I’m 60- just. Being this age makes one wonder about all sorts of personal things.
In the past, I have looked after all my loved ones and at times neglected me.
Being 60 I realise it’s time to reflect on the past and fix (I hope) the present.
My present is influenced by my bloody knees. In the past, I was sporty and threw myself around like a whirling dervish. That is until I totally wrecked my knee.
Forty years on a damned awful unwanted visitor has taken residence in my body. Not as dramatic as cancer but sneaky nonetheless. I know you’re minds are clicking away at the types of health issues a 60-year-old can have.
It’s arthritis. Oesteo to be precise – not a big deal – I used to think.
But now that I’m becoming a senior I’m finding out Osteoarthritis actually destroys bone and joints.
And unfortunately, this nasty bugger is accompanied by some hellish pain.
Easily solved I thought – Some panadol and the occasional alcoholic beverage.
But no! Alcohol causes more pain – bum.
Ok I think, more drugs then. But the ones that actually help are either addictive, illegal or both – bum.
So what’s next you ask? If you can’t numb your mind to the dilapidation of your bodily functions, just what to you have? Well let me tell you…
I have total knee replacement surgery and back surgery available to ”fix” me.
Ok!!!! BUMMER
Now, M.S is being bandied about – TRIPLE BUMMER!!!!!!
I have decided that being 60 is a crock of the proverbial. I have also decided that since I just have to “suck it up” no matter what, that…
…mmmmmmm! YEP! ….
TIME FOR A DRINK.
KJS Writing 