I believe that I read this phrase somewhere recently. I now know it to be true. It all begin for me in 2015 (76) when I suddenly found myself in “heart surgery”, I bounce back quickly. Quick enough to tour D.C. that summer. I continued to write a few hours every day.
Yes, it is true; old age is not for sissies.
I hid from “old age” in 2016 (77), I thought, no surgery… but managed to bust both knees in separate incidents. I found that I would not bounce back so quickly this time. The knees slowed down my daily six-mile walks. I continued to write a few hours every day.
Again, I thought that I had dodged the bullet in 2017 (78), or so I thought. In the Fall, I had a stroke, after nine days in the hospital and two weeks in a rehab center I was allow to go home. No outwardly, signs of a stroke, no speech problems remain, yet it stole me of my energy. Now, I was able to walk a few blocks a day, with a cane. Through all of this, I held stubbornly to continue my exercising, be mindful of pitfalls and continued to writing every day.
Throughout 2018 (79), I have not been as healthy as I would like to be, but stayed out of the hospital, or so I thought. I continue to walk and write each day. I believe that writing kept me going, no, I know it did. I read every day, with the use of my new eyes after surgery in the summer, both eyes. However, this does not require a hospital stay.
Then, on December 5, I came down with what could only be termed a death sentence. Pneumonia. I fought it on the home front, my first mistake. On the seventh day, my granddaughter Elizabeth came in to find me quiet ill. I slowly went from normal daily activities to sitting, to staying in bed, energy sapped.
I do not remember all of that day, December 11, but my granddaughter took me to the hospital where I was diagnosed with Strep, Strep pneumonia, Corona virus and five other viruses that I cannot even name. My body was attacked. I fought my way back and home where I am currently recouping. The energy has left and I hope will return soon, its Christmas! I walk a bit each day, to raise my energy level. It is difficult as the residue of the sickness remains. The one mainstay in my life all these years has been my writing. This is my first attempt to post or write anything, I will use my Dragon until the energy comes back.
I have beautiful children and grandchildren that have watched over me like mother hens, all of them. Without them and the support from my beautiful Southern sister, I may have not survived.
Now, I do know this, OLD AGE IS NOT FOR SISSIES! I have not yet, benched this soon to be “80” years young.
Happy Holidays all of you wonderful followers and may the New Year be fruitful and filled with newfound dreams. I hope to be on the mend and back in 2019.