With the fabulous 50s comes a myriad of other social, economic, physical and mental changes and I am fighting every one with a ferociousness that I haven't pursued even in my younger, more dormant days.
Getting up with aches and pains is bad enough, but I can actually feel my body getting older. Trouble is my mind continues to believe my age is somewhere between 15 and 35 years old. Having a knee now that bothers me in slightly more irritating methods is creeping up on me. Something different is floating around in my right breast and another mammography this week will produce more information about that. The bigger problem is that, because of whatever is the weird shape is, my doctor has taken me of Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) drugs and my hot flashes are coming back with a vengeance! At the peak, I was having more than 100 of these horrible hot spells every day!
So, at our local library, I picked a book by Wendy Lustbader entitled, "Life Gets Better The Unexpected Pleasures of Growing Older." More later on that.
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