I am sorry for your loss, & I truly understand (& sympathise - I've been there too!) But the thing that gets to me most about 'getting old' is that it seems to happen waaayyy too soon!! :sour:
I mean, here I am, in the prime of my life.... orright, I copped a few injuries during my time, but I was young & indestructible back then, I recovered quickly & just got straight back out there! And now the 'after effects' of service life & those injuries have the unmitigated gall to suddenly force massive changes in my life & I'm not ready for them to do that yet!! Yeah, yeah, I know that the cumulative damage from back then meant I first had to 'retire' from the military, then retire from all full time work due to the ongoing effects & accrued disabilities, but in my 'retirement' I could & did still
DO stuff, albeit a bit slower & maybe sometimes not going quite as high, or as deep, or doing quite as well as I used to (only 98's instead of 100's & I never really
missed anything!!

) but the bad days & the pain was all just something I lived with & worked around, it didn't really
stop me doing anything much, just changed the urgency of when I did things & maybe impacted on the quality a tiny bit! But now, my body is really telling me to
STOP & just sit the F#*! Down!!
The heart damage that jumped up & grabbed me earlier this year did slow me down a bit; but I promise you I listened, I was being careful, I was taking it easy, & besides, the Drs
did say I could do
anything I felt up to doing, they assured me my heart would tell me if I shouldn't do it.... & what's a little chest pain between friends when you are doing the things you always did & you've lived with & managed pain for more than 30 years?? So what's the go with this bloody
'massive pulmonary embolism' crap that I've now got blocking some stupidly high percentage of both lungs as well?!? :shocked: They told me they thought it was impossible, just shouldn't have happened - I was on their freaking blood thinners already,
TWO types mind you; & I was fit & active?! I excercised daily, almost the same circuit I used to do back when I wore a uniform, a wet-suit, or cams every day & I was young & indestructible (ok, ok, maybe it wasn't
quite the same exercise program, but I still covered all the fundamentals!!

) & I passed their stupid stress test just a coupla months back with flying colours (didn't break a sweat but I broke their damned treadmill!!) and then not a month ago it's a full on lights & sirens trip in to ICU for a week or so & then they're telling me it's just the underlying fitness that meant I even made it
to the hospital, I really shoulda died (again!! :sour: ) & I hafta be thankful that I'm even
here to complain, let alone leaving the hospital after less than 6 months, even if I am on stoppage of lifting 'anything heavier than my tooth-brush' & I'm never to exert myself or actually
do anything cos the slightest bump or fall could kill me, but I hafta keep active! :shocked: Yeah, right?!?
So what's the go with this getting old rubbish?? I'm still young(ish), aren't I?? My hair's only grey cos I've worked hard for a few decades in some pretty tough conditions, I've still got a (mostly) full head of it, I haven't put on (much) weight; & besides, it's only the young girls & kiddie cops on the streets these days (when did they drop the Academy entry age to 16??) & the freshly shaved squaddies just outta recruit school that fill the ranks at the ANZAC Day parades that look soooo bloody young!! (At least I get to ride during those Parades these days, I'm sure it's a lot longer Parade March than it used to be?!) Everyone else looks just as young or old as they always did (except for that old fart who 'mirror bombs' me every morning??

) And it's only cos some of the fella's have better things to do now that the recent School & Service reunions have been any less well attended than they used to be, isn't it?? Altho I am sorta glad they stopped numbering them after we passed all the '40th' reunions?!? Numbers any bigger than that just make you
feel old, & I'm not ready for that yet - are you??
And why do I hafta slow down? Be careful? Take a 'nanna nap' every afternoon even tho I didn't get up until waaaay past sunrise?? Swallow more damned pills than flakes of All Bran & Corn Flakes every morning, then back up & do it again for supper?? And what's with having to stop to have a break after walking from one room to the next?? So I can either walk, or talk, or even
breathe for <#~@'s sake, but just one of them at a time, I never get to do any two of them together!?!? I won't go on from there, some of you are obviously too young to hear anything about what fella's & girls can get up to!!
So all up, I'm just not ready to get old!!

But I guess it's not
all bad, my Doctor
did OK Spyder Ryding, cos after all, it's really just a High Speed Mobility Scooter, isn't it?! :thumbup: