...at Florida snowbirds. Then I swear I'll quit (okay, unless something else tickles my fancy)
I've sure gotten old! I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip replacement, new knees, fought prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40 different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts. Have bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and feet anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends. But, thank God, I still have my driver's license.
I'm off to do some water aerobics...now if only I could find a tricycle.....
2 comments:
This post kind of reminds me of my dad. His drivers license meant everything to him.. and he was legally blind.
Can't help it.. I kind of like those tricycles. :-)
When I die I want to go like grandpa, quietly in my sleep, not screaming hysterically like the passengers in his car
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