This past week I have been introduced to one such physical meltdown. Despite becoming a “bit long in the tooth,” I continue to work fairly hard on the “pore farm.” However, for the past six months, I have been having significant pain in my right wrist. I regarded it as just one more ache or pain associated with getting old. As Grandpa Jones might have said, “My rheumatiz had flared up.” Being right handed, this was beginning to be a bit unwieldy, so I went to the doctor. After a seeing my primary care physician, getting an X-ray, and a referral to a hand specialist, I learned I have a ruptured tendon which, because of my age, is essentially irreparable. This was my first hard lesson in old age—-deal with the pain and make do with what you have left.
In addition to Bette Davis’ sentiment, I’ve heard, “Getting old is hell.” That’s not true. Getting old was really a lot of fun. It's being old that’s hell.
Larry M. Jones is a retired Navy commander and aviator who raises cattle and hay in the Brock/Lazy Bend part of Parker County. Comments may be directed to firstname.lastname@example.org.