Age Can Be A Bitch!
So every year one of Wifey’s many admirers takes her out for her birthday. This year is the same. We go to Michael’s in Highland Park for a Kosher Hot Dog. So when we were invited, our host suggested we meet at 4 or 4:30 pm. No way we are that old that we start eating before the Happy Hours begin at local eateries!
Another story about aging. Wifey has a friend who is very social and joins her friends for lunches most weekdays. At a recent luncheon, one of the ladies announced, “ We will now have an organ recital.” Each lady looked around and saw no evidence of any musical instrument and said so.
“ No said the lady, each person gets 5 minutes and 5 minutes only to discuss which bodily organ is bothering them.”
Amen to that.
Years ago when Wifey and I were courting, we were in a Chinese restaurant and overheard the conversations of nearby tables.
The list of maladies was endless: Gall Bladder; Kidney Stones: Stents and Oy Vey. We promised each other we would never be like that, yet here we are about 14 years removed from that scene, 4 surgeries later and find ourselves Alta Cockers. What the Hell happened?
As I look around my friends, I see hearing problems, heart problems (too many people I know have Pace Makers), gout, kidney stones, and back problems to mention but a few. When did we get to be so old?
And now a note of personal thanks to each and every one of you who has reached out to comment on my current health situation. Your thoughts, prayers, and notes of encouragement are very meaningful and much appreciated. I not only plan to beat this lousy disease, I hope to do so with a vengeance. I’ll try to keep everyone informed as I move through the medical morass.
And to the many of you whom I’ve never met, but who have taken time to comment on ChicagoNow.com, my thanks as well.
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