About Ageing

This Thing Called Age!

Well, it has been a real surprise for me.  Aging sneaked up on me when my back was turned.  I was in the drug store getting some vitamins one day and suddenly within a matter of weeks I was told that I had a 26 degree curvature of my spine.  I challenged my doctor:   there surely was a mistake!  I had been athletic all my life, baseball, swimming, hiking, dancing competitive tennis (my team went to national championships) – I climbed trees & jumped on tractors and off the roof of farmer’s barns as a child, dove off the roof at the swimming center, and in Africa I ran in the Hash House Harriers.   We climbed the lower (very, very lower)  slopes of both Kilamanjaro, which already was a “flat” hill… and The “Feet” of the Himalayas.

“How could I do all that with a spinal curvature?”  Surely the doc was wrong…but he shook his head and said “Isn’t it amazing what we can do when we are unaware we have handicaps! ”  My doctor, like most people in the medical field had a firm handle on Belief, and I have to say I never really realized I lived my life as a gimp.  I carried on through the childhood years of playing marbles with my brother, swinging upside down on the merry-go-round in the park, pitching for my brother’s baseball team and slugging  a base ball nearly out of the park (I always had a designated runner! but nobody knew I was a gimp.)

Years later I danced my ass off at a place in San Francisco called Dance Your Ass Off, and continued on with doing whatever I wanted to do.  Moved to Africa and occasionally ran in the international running group called the Hash House Harriers….

Home again, at the tender age of sixty-nine  I had a hip-replacement.  The REAL problem was about my left leg which was a lot shorter than my right!   I had pounded it into submission, almost into the ground as I kept on running, climbing trees, hiking, dancing, and  later on more running when I started competitive tennis at 55 (you have to be over 50 for Senior Tennis.)  Dr. Bruce said the X-ray showed my hip looking more like a crocheted doily that his grandma used to make.

Then he pointed out  the scrawl on the X-ray that said “But she’s got the bones of a 30-year old!”  So something worked out for me, as I lived a life doing whatever I wanted for nearly seventy years.

These days I am much more able to walk in nice long strides, without jerking from left to right, and with an easy gait (so sorry my mom never saw me walk easy!)  She never knew why I was such a “Big Galumpus” consequently was really tough on me for not “walking like a lady”.

Oh, yes, and my border Collie Lulu is much relieved too, she hated it when I fell, and took to walking so close to me that she leaned into my leg and could block any fall.

Aging people should look into getting Border Collies!

I keep having thoughts about going out to the courts again…..maybe just practicing serves, maybe a little bit of..no, I don’t want to risk it:  I’m still having too much fun staying vertical.

 

 

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