We all share the same characteristics, including the 24 hours in a day, free will, and the necessity of leaving this universe.
In the United States, there were 3.5 million people over 65 in 1900. 40.5 million Americans over the age of 65 are currently living in the country, according to the 2010 Census.
More attention than ever before is being paid to our health. Yes, we must all eventually leave this world, but when? More than ever, the quality of life during the journey is at the forefront of our existence. We as a society are living longer, we are paying better attention to our diet, exercise, preventive health treatments, and testing are all now part of the arsenal that is in place to give us a better life,
God, our medications, surgeries, or the younger generation are not topics covered in this article. You, the senior, are the subject. Are you prepared for change? There are still happy times in your future. Change for the better is all that is required of you.
You must be wondering who I am. What kind of education do I possess? Why am I able to write to you and advise you on what to think or do? I am a senior citizen who has retired, and I have no formal training. The events in the story I want to share with you all had happy endings, and they all occurred in the year 2015.
Along with my wife and a few friends, I went on a cruise early in the year. I discovered I could not see out of my right eye when I woke up one morning. The vision was gone, and everything was simply black—not the shade of black that each of us is accustomed to. Outside of my eyesight being blurry, I was in a foreign country, not in any pain, and I decided it would be best to keep quiet until I returned home. When I went to the eye doctor, three eye technicians put me through the wringer on the eye machine and felt awful for me because the results of my testing were so awful. I had a detached retina, but the doctor assured me that she could fix it. 1 month of rehab and everything was fine.
I have a driver’s license, but my wife and I decided a few years ago that I wouldn’t drive a car because of my poor vision. My golf cart and I travel wherever we go in Florida. When you’re moving at 20 mph, everything happens slowly, so when I had an accident and the cart rolled over on its side, I felt every motion. How fortunate I was that none of the battery acid from the cart’s landing touched me, and that I was able to escape from under the cart with the help of my friend and three other men. No broken bones, just cuts that would mend; the emergency squad took me to the hospital. What luckier luck can a guy have? Slam, Bam, thank you, Ma’am.
My wife informed me one morning that she and I would be visiting weight watchers to shed some pounds. Now usually I am not the kind of guy who just says yes dear, this time I did, I am writing this with 15 lbs less of me, 30 points of my glucose reading in the am are gone,, and my high blood pressure is under control
That concludes my story for the moment. In the future, I hope to share more ideas with you; perhaps you can do the same. As seniors we can change and we are out to prove to the world that you can teach old dogs new tricks