It Sucks Getting Old

[HutchFan]

I'm 58.

 

[jazzbo]

Youngster. So much to come ahead of you! 

[AllenLowe]

I should add that, after my first 12 hour surgery I stopped sleeping (this was 2021). Six months went by; I was sleepless and suicidal until I discovered THC which, in small dosages, has kept me sane since September 2021. Thank goodness it was legalized and I recommend it; it kept me out of the looney bin (so far at least).

[optatio]

"Age is a condition, not an argument" (Helmut Kohl, former German Chancellor) ...

[Dan Gould]

Turned 60 last September.

There is no plan to retire because there is no money and I do mean that literally. We operate at a deficit.  My wife can't find a job that pays more and I fear she is about to be passed over for the one position that seemed the best possibility only a week ago.  Our retirement plan consists of:  my wife outliving me (I've maintaiined a life insurance policy, she let hers lapse and hasn't replaced) OR winning the lottery OR, me outliving my mother and her not outliving her assets.

Given the above I am not sure why I made such an effort to achieve a level of fitness and general "health" in the last 23 months (down 90 pounds, normal BP and cholesterol and A1C) but I was tired of seeing myself at 275 and I figure "live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse": I can now achieve the last, at least.

Being over 60 all my friends seem to speak of is our weight and whatever medical issue or test result comes down the pike.  It's pretty boring frankly.

 

[Stompin at the Savoy]

73. Getting old isn't all bad.  My friends consider me a poor person and yet somehow I seem to have almost everything I ever wanted: several excellent acoustic guitars, an extensive collection of jazz, a huge library of books, a nice collection of cookware, clothes, video, computers, a reliable car etc, etc. I've lost much of my vocal range but my guitar has ripened over 60 years of playing and I'm able to amuse myself for hours every day. I'm retired, collect social security, and my needs are pretty modest so I don't have to work.  Just at the moment the ghosts of all those long ago sports injuries have begun to haunt me and joint pain has become a way of life, cannabis has become legal (sort of) and excellent dry herb vaporizers have come on the market.  I've had a hippie dream of living out in the country in Oregon since I was a teen and now I do.

Edited 10 minutes ago by Stompin at the Savoy