One of the minuses to aging are the changes to my body. I’m talking beyond the sagging neck skin, age spots by the dozen and face wrinkles whether you frown or smile. Bumps and tiny growths all over the place; some here for a short time, others settle in for the long haul. Joints now crackle, snap and pop if I don’t do warm ups before reaching for a coffee cup.
Full Blown Panic
Then there are the mood swings which keep a steady calendar beat, even though my friends say my ovaries dried up a long time ago. What if I am unusual and my hormone level is high and I keep feeling angry or sad just like during “that time of the month ” forever? And I know I am not alone in having zits and hot flashes.
On a visit to the doctor for other reasons I mentioned my theory of high hormone levels destroying my life. Taking a blood sample he quickly deflated my attempt to diagnose myself. Hormone level showed as postmenopausal. So WHAT is it then?? What is it and all the other minute changes coming at me? Isn’t there something the medical profession can do for me?
Get A Grip
Deep breaths. It is what it is. Hakuna matata. Go with the flow. That hit home today when I took my dog, Spunky, to the vet to talk about his itchy ears, lumps and anxiety. After a very thorough exam she concluded: no ear mites (just a little dirty), probably fatty tumors (keep an eye on them) and from my description of his anxiety it sounded like pretty normal behavior to her. I think I did a little transferring there.
So my answer is in the first sentence of today’s blog Aging—which we conclude to be better than today’s alternative. Keep vigilante but never, never forget to carpe diem.
3 thoughts on “WHAT is it then??”
Judy, you have said what many of us aging people feel. These feelings may be depression, but I think they can be related to fear and frustration. Fear of what’s to come as our 80s and beyond loom ahead. Frustration hits me daily as I want and sometimes try to attempt what my age and finances will not allow. Why can’t I climb a mountain, backpack across Europe, run a marathon, start a new career as a chef? Because I’m too old and cannot begin my life over. I refuse to admit it.
Great and honest reflections we can all relate to.
so nice to know I am not the only one 😉