I waited a long time for my vision to start going a bit, but it's just been in the last couple of years that I have to hold small print stuff at arm's length to read it. Otherwise, no contacts, no glasses. I don't ever remember my dad without at least reading glasses and mom has always had problems in one eye that's gotten nothing but worse over the years. So, I suppose that I made it 40+ years with no vision assistance is pretty good.
It seems like the little (relatively speaking) health things that sneak up on you are becoming more frequent these days. Mostly pulled muscle-type things, but it seems like more of a laundry list of stuff to discuss with my doctor when I go. He's the same age as me, so we tend to commiserate over the same issues.
I still listen to the same music I grew up with. Always thought mom was weird for playing 60s and 70s era R&B records when I was a kid, but bought very little new stuff. But I still do the same. There's hardly anything current that I find listenable on the radio. So, I make a CD every few months with stuff I don't get sick of hearing for my car. Radio? What's that?
Also, I remember my grandmother saying she was always amazed how quickly time passes as you get older. I always thought, "yeah, right." Totally true! While the individual days might go a bit slowly, the weeks and months zoom by. Next thing you know, you're halfway to 90 and wondering where all those years went. It's very strange when the passage of time becomes something tangible instead of more abstract as it always seemed to be when I was younger. Nothing ever got here quickly enough. Every hour dragged on. Something happening six months from now might as well have been 50 years away. It's definitely interesting to ponder how the perception of time changes with age.
It seems like the little (relatively speaking) health things that sneak up on you are becoming more frequent these days. Mostly pulled muscle-type things, but it seems like more of a laundry list of stuff to discuss with my doctor when I go. He's the same age as me, so we tend to commiserate over the same issues.
I still listen to the same music I grew up with. Always thought mom was weird for playing 60s and 70s era R&B records when I was a kid, but bought very little new stuff. But I still do the same. There's hardly anything current that I find listenable on the radio. So, I make a CD every few months with stuff I don't get sick of hearing for my car. Radio? What's that?
Also, I remember my grandmother saying she was always amazed how quickly time passes as you get older. I always thought, "yeah, right." Totally true! While the individual days might go a bit slowly, the weeks and months zoom by. Next thing you know, you're halfway to 90 and wondering where all those years went. It's very strange when the passage of time becomes something tangible instead of more abstract as it always seemed to be when I was younger. Nothing ever got here quickly enough. Every hour dragged on. Something happening six months from now might as well have been 50 years away. It's definitely interesting to ponder how the perception of time changes with age.
