44, and no joint or body pains, am pretty active and slim, so glad with that.
The ol lifelong myopic eyes, though, Yikes! I’m having trouble reading fine print, and my eye doctor has told me to wait a coupla years before changing prescription, to just take glasses off, because it will change again soon. He explained it well: aging eyes lose the ability to quickly discern focus, after a bit, eyes cannot change shape quickly enough to do the finer focus thing. It happens, but takes longer.
I’m glad that I know enough to not be emotionally destitute about it. One can be jaunty about the slouch toward the abyss.
66; my hands ache pretty near constantly, my hearing is going—the left ear is gone. More skin cancer surgeries than I can remember. Without glasses I am effectively blind. But I can still breathe in and out on demand, so I don’t complain.
All factory-installed equipment is present and fully functional, although I’ve lost some movement in my right wrist since an arm break last year. If I were to complain, it would be about unending sinus problems leading to sleep apnea, and a back that tends to object to the lifting of heavy loads about three days after lifting them. I’ve begun noticing a bit of farsightedness over the past year as well. I could lose some weight, but I’ve been in about the same of could-losingness for the past ten years. All in all, not bad.
It sux to be me. I killed my back on a trampoline at 19. They (USCGA) would not let me go away unless I absolved them. I did, I was stupid, but who is smart at that age?
Surprise pains make every day different.
Knees are not so good, but overall, I’d rather be me than others. I feel bad for those that hurt worse than me, but I never ask “How ya’doin’” for fear that somebody takes me up on it. Good luck to the healthy.
I’ll be 48 on Sunday. I still have all-original parts, except teeth, which are slowly being replaced by porcelain and gold. Everything else still works. I have no aches or pains. I don’t know what Tums taste like. I don’t get headaches or stomach aches. I have no wrinkles! No age spots, either. My hair continues to go grey, and I am due for an eye exam and new glasses (I’ve worn them nearly my whole life), but otherwise I seem to be doing pretty well.
Hair is grayer than ever, new little aches and pains every day, I get that warm fuzzy feeling when I cough or sneeze (all the women will know what I mean by that one), a high blood pressure med. My joints complain every once in a while but I would too having to carry around all this extra weight.
62 here. My aches and pains have been very minimal up until the last three months. That doesn’t mean I can’t tell the difference between 32 and 52. You definitely start to feel the difference. Your eyes going in your 40’s is just normal.
But, I’m off to an arthritis group on Thur am for specialized work. I’m sure I have rheumatoid arthritis. My grandmother did. And it ain’t pretty. I’ve had pains in the last few months that hurt worse than anything I"ve felt before, but then I’ve been in great health all my life. Still am, except for this.
I’ll be 45 in a couple of weeks. Most of the original parts still in place and working well, tho’ I’ve had 4 teeth extracted in the past year due to not visiting the dentist regularly.
Bifocals. Check. I didn’t think I needed them until I started blaming the lightbulbs for reading difficulties. Eyes are getting bags instead of dark circles.
I have slightly elevated cholesterol which is being treated very aggressively, since my younger sister had a heart attack earlier this year (at 40) and have a medical family history that would make a cardiologist drool.
Biggest thing I’ve noticed is that my flexibility isn’t what it used to be. I’ve done yoga for years, but certain postures are getting tougher to hold. But I’m a long, long way from being creaky.
Biggest change has been the gradual short-term memory loss. I used to remember everything. Now I can’t remember key phone numbers, or where I write things down so I won’t forget them. The ol’ brain must be getting to maximum capacity or something. I can still remember the old phone number from when I was a kid, but something that happened yesterday? Nope.
I grow old, I grow old
I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind?
Do I dare to eat a peach?
"The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot
(BTW, I typed that from memory. Now, who are all you people, and why are you in my computer?)
I’ll be 40 in February. My right knee has never quite recovered from a hella bout of tendonitis a few years back and bothers me for a week if I do anything more than a, say, 15 minute interval of exercise. So basically, it bothers me all the time. Both knees complain mightily about going down stairs. Other than the structural stuff, I can’t complain, though.
45 - 46 in Nov.
Over the last year my ability to read fine print just fell off the table. One of these days/years I’ll get me some reading glasses. But I won’t even attempt to read the fine print on maps, or regular type if the lighting is not good.
Had one knee scoped a year ago and am running again. Other than that I’m developing arthritis in every joint I’ve broken in the past - my R big toe, L ankle, and L wrist. So far the pain isn’t bad enough to take meds regularly, as I want to have something to go to when it gets worse. But I definitely take a few steps before I am walking smmothly after getting out of a chair. Just yesterday my daughter referred to it as my “twithcy walking” which she compared to the gait of some movie monsters… Thanks, punk!
Had an ugly mole sliced off a couple of weeks ago, but biopsy came back clear. As others, I’m worried that my sunburnt youth will come back and haunt me.
Feel tired all the time, and am getting more aggressive about my dedication to napping, but much of that could just be boredom.
But, I’m playing the best golf of my life. And despite my complaints, it sure beats the alternative of a dirt nap!
Yeah, the MEMORY thing…pretty amusing, that! I can recall 1979 without a problem but ask me where my sunglasses are, even if I set them down moments ago, and I’m at a loss. Funny little “bonus” mind glitch–moved an office file cabinet a week ago for an audit, into an adjacent conference room. Same cabinet has been behind my desk for 3 YEARS, and was in the conference room for 2 days, then moved back to original spot behind desk. Whenever I have had something to file in that cabinet since it was moved back, I automatically head to the conference room. WTF???
Not too many here talking about insomnia, but that seems to have set in over the past two years as well. Can fall asleep, but staying asleep? Harder and harder to do.
What’s the old line about aging not being for cowards?
Just turned 44 and do I feel fabulous! I’ve never looked or felt better in my life, thanks to my morning bowl of Denial-O’s!
Actually, things seem cautiously okay. I’ve had a screwy lower back for 20 years that goes out more often than I do these days, and I gave into the inevitable reading glasses earlier this year. Weight has crept up on me - can’t ignore it any more. Fibroids are taking over. Scattered gray hairs. Nothing that doesn’t seem par for the course.
The only thing that alarms me is my deteriorating sense of smell. I used to be Super Nose, which had the drawback of friends and family shoving random items in my face and asking “does this smell rancid?” Hmm, maybe this one is a good thing after all.
I’m 60, you whippersnappers, and yeah, I’m starting to count the parts that work right, it’s almost shorter than the list of what’s wrong.
Things that still work just fine: Hearing, hands, brain, lungs, liver, gall bladder, pancreas, most of the rest of the innards. I’m really grateful that my arthritis is not in my hands; I can manage with back pain or walking difficulty on occasion but IMHO it would be far more difficult to not have full use of my hands.
Things that are gone: uterus, ovaries.
Things that are painful or not working well: Spine (arthritis, sciatica), digestive system (chronic lymphocytic colitis), knees. Also vision. I’ve always been nearsighted, so the switch to variable focus lenses has been no big deal. But now I have trouble with fuzziness around lights at night when I drive, and if I’ve been doing close work too long, it takes a while to be able to focus at distance again. And yes, I’ve consulted a couple of opthalmologists about this. It’s just aging. <shakes fist in rage> Plus maybe a cataract starting to form.
General deterioration: Gravity takes its toll. We won’t list everything that’s saggy.
Things that have been fixed: bladder.
On this last, if you’re having difficulty when you sneeze, or if emptying is difficult, one possibility is a “dropped bladder.” Don’t be embarrassed. Ask your doctor. It is very easily fixed.
Both knees complain mightily about going down stairs. Other than the structural stuff, I can’t complain, though.