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Monday, November 19, 2007
The lighter side of aging
By Henry L. Yu, MD
YOU know you are really aging when:
You dial a friend, and when he answers you after 30 minutes or so of silence, you ask: “Who’s this?”
Your friend tells you: “This is George.” And you answer, “Oh, George. What is it that I wanted to tell you?” Or more alarming: “Why did you call?”
You follow the “early to bed, early to rise” schedule. So you sleep at 9 p.m. but wake up at 2 a.m. and can’t remember what it was you wanted to do.
You read the newspaper at a distance, with your forehead wrinkled and your eyes half-closed.
You forgot where you placed your eyeglasses and the whole house goes crazy looking for it—only to find it inside your cabinet.
You start thinking that time is a great healer, but it’s a lousy beautician.
You start thinking that wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone.
You start being more religious, spiritual and prayerful than ever before in your whole life.
Things start to wear out, fall out, or spread out.
You stop growing tall, and begin growing in the middle.
The girls in your office start confiding in you.
Your work becomes a lot less fun, and fun becomes a lot more work.
You find it hard to put on your socks sitting down.
You fall down and you wonder what else you can do while you’re down there.
Climbing stairs would make your nose flare up and leave you panting.
You don’t give a damn what people say, so you go ahead and scratch where the itch is, even in public places.
You talk to your friend using the cell phone, and people look at you.
You watch TV and you become teary-eyed even if the show is not a tear-jerker.
You know that there are three signs of aging. The first is your loss of memory. And the second and third... Oh, you cannot remember.
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