Baby Boomers Can’t be Sissies and Survive

We’ve all heard the saying, “growing old is not for sissies”, right?  Well, now that I’m 65 I’m starting to live that saying and experiencing it up close and personal.  At first, it started out as only minor inconveniences:  I couldn’t see the newspaper or computer without my glasses or readers, when I finished a meal,  I had enough food in my teeth for a snack later, the name of that actor I’ve loved for decades is on the tip of my tongue, but it just won’t come to mind,  and my face began slowly sliding toward my navel and got the strangest brown spots that cropped up on a daily basis.  The list goes on, until eventually more serious problems began. Continue reading