No exercise stats. No working out. Two weeks ago when the grandkids came over for their week-long stay, they both had colds. That was on a Saturday. Thought I’d dodged a bullet, but by the following Wednesday, I was coughing, sneezing, and blowing my nose every ten seconds.
It’s been a while, and most of the symptoms have passed except for the relentless accumulation of yellow mucus in my sinuses. Still blowing my nose like crazy, and when the junk drips down my throat, I go into coughing jags.
Thought I should put this little note together just to keep my readers informed. Even when I don’t post new material, I get a fair amount of visitors because, after all, there are a lot of us out there who want to get healthy and stay healthy into our 50s, 60s, and beyond.
A few weeks back, I got a call from my Dad. He said Mom fell and cracked a vertebrae. That’s bad since both my parents are in their 80s. Found out Dad’s lost 20 or more pounds since July, which in his case, is not a good thing. He’s lost his appetite and can’t (or won’t) even force himself to eat.
Both of them still sound cheerful over the phone (they both said not to go down and visit them unless/until they really need me). Mom’s in rehab and hopes to be able to go home fully recovered in three to four weeks. Dad’s having all kinds of tests done. They think maybe it’s a gall bladder thing. He should know more when he talks to his doctor on Wednesday.
I’m at that age when I look at the older generation and wonder when I’ll start attending funerals. So far, most of them are still going, although in differing states of well being.
It’s tough to watch your Dad, who used to be a tower of strength, whither away, his close eyesight gone, his hands shaking.
No, we can’t prevent aging from taking its toll, but we can do our best to preserve what we’ve got and maybe get a little something back. There are no guarantees. Sometimes genetics reaches out and grabs us no matter what we do.
But I’ve got two little grandchildren who I love very much, and I intend to be their active, involved Grandpa for as long as humanly possible. I’m grateful my parents have lived long enough to see their own grandchildren grow up, and to see great-grandchildren be born.
Now it’s my turn to be there for that next generation. Especially in this crazy world, they need the stability of that bygone generation and the values we represent.
A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself.