Wednesday, 3 August 2011

The Toils of Getting Old

It has been a terrible few days, feeling ill. I have been unable to run or walk. For one such as myself, for whom such exercise is a daily event, not being able to get out there is nightmare time. To have to stay at home, with the feeling that you just want to be out there.

I began to wonder is this what it is like to be old. Then the penny drops and you begin to realise that for most people you already are old. It is a bit like the old lady who was asked, “What is the best thing about being 94?’  Her immediate answer was, “The lack of peer pressure.”

Or to be like the old lady in a story I was told very recently. She  felt like her body had got all out of shape.  So she got her doctor's permission to join a fitness club and start exercising. I decided to begin with an aerobics class for seniors. 

She said, “I bent, twisted, gyrated, jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour. But, by the time I got my leotards on, the class was over.

This morning I am feel just a bit better, and looking forward to being able to at least have a walk, if only down to the village. I know that I will not make a good old person. I suppose I should begin to look at life and rejoice in what I can do, not what I am no longer able to do.

Which leaves me with yet another story to brighten your day. Another from an old lady. Talking to her friend she was overheard to say.

I've have began to realize I have gotten old!  I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip replacement,  new knees, fought prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40 different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts.  Have bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and feet anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends.

 But, thank God, I still have my driver's license.

Have a good day.

This blog is linked to my other where I talk of the artwork above.  I Don't Like Mondays


  1. That last little old lady had prostate cancer? LOL Well, of course she has her driver's license!! I'm with you on the aging thing, Ralph. Yep...the answer is to rejoice in what we can do, I suspect. Notice I say "suspect," which means I'm more caught up in the black period between being young and being old and not liking it one darned bit. Denial. That is where I'm at. Denial.

  2. Good Morning Ralph and welcome to the grumpy old men's club! My friends are getting old and I am just now realizing that the kids I went to school with are a lot older than me! When my daughter was born I was 30 times older than she was. Now I am only twice. Yes, I am getting younger every day!

  3. Aw but Ralph, there is also wisdom that comes with old age... and I am getting wiser by the minute! Jerry has it all figured out. He's the wisest of them all, even though he flunked math in grade school.

    With all the running you do, I think your heart will keep you young forever.

  4. so sorry that you haven't been feeling well, Ralph. As soon as you recover and can run you'll feel your usual optimistic self again...I know it! You know, more than most..that feelings are transitory, they aren't as "real" as they want to "convince you" that they are! Don't listen to any bogus ideas that you are old---you are not!