Getting old

Getting old is quite different than I had expected. I expected to have good health and to be running when I turn over 3 digits in my age. During my 60s and 70s, the years came and went without a lot of problems, and I assumed my 80s and 90s would be the same. Instead, I'm in my 80s, and I'm having blood clots, a blood thinner, a pace maker, surgeries, and swelling of my feet. Oh well, I'm still alive and moving, and that is what counts! Things could be a lot worse! Life is pretty good, actually!