Today I am 72 years old

[Gracie]

Oh my how time flies. Can't say it's been fun, but it could have been worse, I guess.
I'm alone for the first time in my life.

My bones ache.
I grunt when I stoop over, gasp as I straighten up.
I never know when a flareup is going to happen.
My feet are numb all the way to my knees. Eventually I will wind up in a wheelchair.
I have degenerative back disease, sciatica, innard tube probs, almost deaf.
I have no patience at all with most people.
I prefer the company of birds, feral cats, other peoples dogs than with people.
I hate going out anywhere. Too peopley.
My body is falling apart but my brain is just fine and dandy. Such a waste now.

Then again:
I have youtube for music better YOUNGER memories.'
I have a nice cat.
I don't have to cook for anyone except myself.
I don't crave company anymore but am sorta lonely.
I have a better wry sense of humore.
I don't take shit off anyone. I earned that right with my age.
I have a great pain management doc. Norcos rule!
I can entertain myself easily when not asleep or napping, which is often.
I can still walk, still breathe good have all my hair. Sorta. It's thin near my forehead.
I can remember stuff if I type it in my phone in an app I figured out how to use.
I'm not afraid to die and hope it's before I hit 75. Who wants a stranger wiping their ass???

Anyway...I never thought I'd make it past 50. Yet, here I am.
Happy(?) birthday to meeeeeeeeeeeeee.

 

[Gracie]

And my spelling is getting worse. But again..it culd b wurse.

 

[shockedcanadian]

Oh my how time flies. Can't say it's been fun, but it could have been worse, I guess.
I'm alone for the first time in my life.

My bones ache.
I grunt when I stoop over, gasp as I straighten up.
I never know when a flareup is going to happen.
My feet are numb all the way to my knees. Eventually I will wind up in a wheelchair.
I have degenerative back disease, sciatica, innard tube probs, almost deaf.
I have no patience at all with most people.
I prefer the company of birds, feral cats, other peoples dogs than with people.
I hate going out anywhere. Too peopley.
My body is falling apart but my brain is just fine and dandy. Such a waste now.

Then again:
I have youtube for music better YOUNGER memories.'
I have a nice cat.
I don't have to cook for anyone except myself.
I don't crave company anymore but am sorta lonely.
I have a better wry sense of humore.
I don't take shit off anyone. I earned that right with my age.
I have a great pain management doc. Norcos rule!
I can entertain myself easily when not asleep or napping, which is often.
I can still walk, still breathe good have all my hair. Sorta. It's thin near my forehead.
I can remember stuff if I type it in my phone in an app I figured out how to use.
I'm not afraid to die and hope it's before I hit 75. Who wants a stranger wiping their ass???

Anyway...I never thought I'd make it past 50. Yet, here I am.
Happy(?) birthday to meeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Congrats on your birthday. I hope many more will follow. I am feeling pain beyond my age which is so foreign to me. There is so much I want to do but feel I am unable to achieve which is stifling the soul. Hopefully G-d find the righteous path for all of us. 72 seems so far away.at the moment but it really isnt G-d willing.

 

[rampart]

And my spelling is getting worse. But again..it culd b wurse.

i blame the spelling on my shaking old fingers. "and i'm only 39" jack benny

happy birthday, gracie

 

[Mister Iggy]

Happy Birthday Gracie!

One of my cats is called Gracie.

 

[GLASNOST]

Oh my how time flies. Can't say it's been fun, but it could have been worse, I guess.
I'm alone for the first time in my life.

My bones ache.
I grunt when I stoop over, gasp as I straighten up.
I never know when a flareup is going to happen.
My feet are numb all the way to my knees. Eventually I will wind up in a wheelchair.
I have degenerative back disease, sciatica, innard tube probs, almost deaf.
I have no patience at all with most people.
I prefer the company of birds, feral cats, other peoples dogs than with people.
I hate going out anywhere. Too peopley.
My body is falling apart but my brain is just fine and dandy. Such a waste now.

Then again:
I have youtube for music better YOUNGER memories.'
I have a nice cat.
I don't have to cook for anyone except myself.
I don't crave company anymore but am sorta lonely.
I have a better wry sense of humore.
I don't take shit off anyone. I earned that right with my age.
I have a great pain management doc. Norcos rule!
I can entertain myself easily when not asleep or napping, which is often.
I can still walk, still breathe good have all my hair. Sorta. It's thin near my forehead.
I can remember stuff if I type it in my phone in an app I figured out how to use.
I'm not afraid to die and hope it's before I hit 75. Who wants a stranger wiping their ass???

Anyway...I never thought I'd make it past 50. Yet, here I am.
Happy(?) birthday to meeeeeeeeeeeeee.

I understand. I am 77. PM me if you want to talk.

 

[Picaro]

I feel fine. A little deaf, but I've always been that. Move a little slower, not a problem. No chronic illnesses, blood pressure a little high, still have most of my teeth and hair and eat whatever I want.