...could these be the good old days?
As time goes by it seems that I associate with more and more
old people (at least what most of society defines as old). All my friends from
school and college are now septuagenarians (I always wanted to use that word in
a sentence). Even the new friends I meet through travel and clinical trials mostly
fall into that category.
Although 70 years may sound like a long time, it really
isn’t. And I consider myself extremely fortunate to be alive and active and
even able to reminisce (or ramble incoherently) after all these years. The
technology in my life has run the gamut from that tiny farmhouse with no
electricity, no plumbing, and a small two-seater outhouse just out of sight to
wifi, 50 inch plasma TVs, iPhones, and blogs!
Like me, most of my fellow oldsters are living with at least
one medically challenging condition. Be it heart disease, diabetes, lung
disease, one of the many types of cancer, crippling arthritis, hearing loss,
and more. Yet I hear very few complaints (maybe my hearing is worse than I
thought and I just don’t hear them). Certainly advances in medicine account for
some of that. But I like to think the biggest part is the grit and
determination of these people living their lives. “I can—probably.” “I will.”
“Just do it—only slower this time.”
Life is great and there is no doubt in my mind that the good
old days are now!
axman