I’m 31 going on 17, in my head anyway. I remember the days of jumping fences, jumping off roofs and out of tree’s, having an endless supply of energy. Broken bones just meant getting a cool cast for your friends to sign and a good set of stitches was to impress the ladies. I haven’t broken a toe in 15 years until last week, and let me tell ya, it hurts. What a horrible pain. They just don’t bend like they used to.
At first it wasn’t bad, just a limp. But then my right knee had to make up for the limp from the left. Well you can’t limp with two legs so I turned my ankle so I wouldn’t be limping as bad and stepping on my toe. Well now my ankle and everything from the waist down is sore, stiff and completely uncomfortable.
I guess in the past couple of year’s I’ve noticed the floor getting farther, the light bulbs getting higher, bottle caps being put on tighter and bones not as bendable as the good ‘old days. Is it just me or is this what happens when we lose the “good” of the “‘old days”.
Not only that but hills are bigger, stairs are steeper, years are shorter, print in all things is smaller, stomach is larger, fingers are stiffer, hair is grayer, people drive faster, TV’s volume is lower and sleeping a full night without waking up is non existent!
Oh no Jason! I hope you heal fast!
I just turned 30 two weeks ago….let me just say that you’re scaring me a tad……
I forgot to mention that I can’t rock and roll all night and party everyday either! 😉
I can’t hear you!!! LOL!!! They say the hearing is the first thing to go!!!
My hubby broke his toe a few weeks back, and I gotta tell you….nothing interferes with the simplest things like a broken toe! I feel for you.
Yeh, it sucks to get old… doesn’t it!