Suddenly feeling old and mortal

Have not yet felt old.

The mortality bit hit home when I was 9 years old watching a couple of guys getting hoisted by their necks onto a monument by an angry mob. They stopped moving after a while and somebody said the were dead.

What the ?

Where did you grow up? Afghanistan :confused:
 
It's not the years, it's the mileage.

"Son, it says here you're twenty-seven,
But that's impossible...
you look like you could be... forty-five"
 
I am determined to make some changes in my life. To myself, physically. It's not going to happen quickly.

I've been overweight for years. Joints are starting to feel it. Any medical problems I have are tied to weight. The meds are giving me side effects that are uncomfortable. And, I need a challenge that is all in my control.

Feeling old, but I don't know about the mortal thing.
 
What the ?

Where did you grow up? Afghanistan :confused:


They said it happened in 1956. Maybe a southern state - just a guess. I live in the south (did not grow up here) and the old folks here still remember these things. :(
 
I was feeling old today too.

After bringing my car into the shop (about 25 miles from my home), I had to rent a car to get back. So at the rental counter, the workers to me looked like kids (wasn't always that way). During chit chat one of them asks me what type of car I have. I tell them, and she says correctly, "They don't make them anymore." I say, "Yeah, I know, they don't even make the car that replaced my car anymore either."
 
What the ?

Where did you grow up? Afghanistan :confused:

I wouldn't limit the range of guesses to the U.S.

Hungary, for one, had some very troubled times in 1956.

Oops, I cross-posted with Gumby.
 
Genetics is a big deal. Can't get around it.


Heh-I learned that when I turned 30. It was really brought home on my 40th birthday. The first remote check of my brand new pacemaker!:dance:

Some guys have all the luck.
 
Oh my! You guys don't have a clue about the issues of aging mothers. :rolleyes: For your sake we will spare you the details.
 
Oh my! You guys don't have a clue about the issues of aging mothers. :rolleyes: For your sake we will spare you the details.

Ageing mothers ? How's that different from aging fathers, uncles, aunties, brothers, sisters, grandfathers...

Aging is aging, irrespective of what sex or label you place on yourself , right ?
 
What the ?

Where did you grow up? Afghanistan :confused:

Hungary.

In October and November 1956 there was a revolt against the Russky installed commie govt. It was ugly. Then Russkies came in with tanks and more soldiers then the population of Hungary and suppressed the revolution.

Earlier in 1956 they did the same thing in Poland. They too lost.

See wikipedia for more info.

To Mods: if this is deemed too political, edit or delete.

ls99.
 
When I was very young, I figured my Grandma was the oldest person alive, so I asked her if, when she was my age, she knew Jesus' mother. :facepalm: It was the first time I saw her in a huff!

It was really brought home on my 40th birthday.

When I turned 40, a friend of mine at w*rk gave me a button that read [apologies if in order]

So
Happy
I
Turned 40!
Ahh! 40! Those were the days! :rolleyes:
 
Major back surgery (for a tumor) at age 18, cancer survivor at 34. Rotator cuff surgery 3 months ago still has me rehabing. Now at 66 I stay as active as my various ailments allow and try not to sweat the small stuff (hair loss, man-boobs, lousy night vision, etc., etc.). Getting old is not for the faint of heart but it is better than the alternative.
 
It hit me hard Monday with a visit to the new cardiologist. Not a fraction of the bedside manner of the old one. I guess he thought he needed to hit me over the head with the heart murmur and deeper issues that aren't going away. DW was totally freaked until she sent the details to a physician friend and he told her - if he's feeling fine don't worry about it for now. Same thing I told her when we walked out - hey - I'm the same person that walked in there an hour ago!

The news really made me look again at the numbers and my age (54). Firecalc says I'm good, even it it happened tomorrow. 55 would be cool, but scary. This might push me closer to 55 than 60. TIme will tell.
 
Eh, it's just a doctor. Tell him to **** OFF like I did once. They really like that! :angel:

It hit me hard Monday with a visit to the new cardiologist. Not a fraction of the bedside manner of the old one. I guess he thought he needed to hit me over the head with the heart murmur and deeper issues that aren't going away. DW was totally freaked until she sent the details to a physician friend and he told her - if he's feeling fine don't worry about it for now. Same thing I told her when we walked out - hey - I'm the same person that walked in there an hour ago!

The news really made me look again at the numbers and my age (54). Firecalc says I'm good, even it it happened tomorrow. 55 would be cool, but scary. This might push me closer to 55 than 60. TIme will tell.
 
Yeah, Jags... yer doing fine. They will probably [ with your help] get you straightened out in no time. I have a long list that I won't bore you with, but I leave soon for Utah for a week of dirtbiking; mixed age crew, the youngsters are 30's, i'm not the oldest at 62. Attitude and determination help immensely. [ and more throttle]

Also, for most things, excercise trumps most drugs ever developed.
 
Just wondering how others cope with the sudden bolt from the blue and realization that they are no longer immortal.

I was just 45 when a doctor broke the news to me that I had early-onset arthritis in both knees by reporting the results of my x-rays thusly, "Well, the good news is that on the outside you look really good. Trouble is, on the inside, boy do you look old!"

I was in my mid 40s when a doctor told me I had the spine of a man 50 years older than I was. I haven't asked since, and coping has become a full-time proposition. :wiseone:

Tyro
 
the rotator is a tough injury .. maybe you just strained it. i am lucky to have strong shoulders but my right knee is at 60% of what it could be. but i can still hike with a staff and biking is no problem. when i feel old and tired i usually put on some good blues .. drink a toast to the good times either in the past or future .. and knock on wood :biggrin:
 
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