being old tends to suck.
Due to some of the catalog of aches, pains, and accumulated damage and wear, it's harder to do a lot of things than it used to be, and I can't do as much of them. Which sucks.
One of them is I'm not as tolerant of cold as I used to be, since it tends to emphasize the aforementioned aches and pains.
Right now it's cloudy, and cold, and real humid; the rain they predicted hasn't happened(yet) but the moisture is still out there. And I'm so far behind on cleaning/organizing the house, I think I'll stick with some of that. After turning the heat up a bit.
*Few days ago I counted up the various ways that, not that long ago, I'd have wound up crippled or dead over the years if not for modern medicine; it's both wonderful that it works, and depressing I've needed that much of it.
Due to some of the catalog of aches, pains, and accumulated damage and wear, it's harder to do a lot of things than it used to be, and I can't do as much of them. Which sucks.
One of them is I'm not as tolerant of cold as I used to be, since it tends to emphasize the aforementioned aches and pains.
Right now it's cloudy, and cold, and real humid; the rain they predicted hasn't happened(yet) but the moisture is still out there. And I'm so far behind on cleaning/organizing the house, I think I'll stick with some of that. After turning the heat up a bit.
*Few days ago I counted up the various ways that, not that long ago, I'd have wound up crippled or dead over the years if not for modern medicine; it's both wonderful that it works, and depressing I've needed that much of it.
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Well, yes. Me so fucking dead. Very fucking dead. Very very dead. Just the tuberculosis would have given me a dirt nap. So happy to live in this time!
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