I’m Too Arrogant to Get Old; A Continuing Series on Aging

Page 2: Life in the Mirror

This is going to probably sound ignorant to you but I am surprised that I am getting old. You know how when things happen in life like illnesses, accidents, or divorce, and you are surprised, taken aback even; because these things only happen to other people? Well as odd as this sounds that’s kind of the way I think about getting old. Not getting older. I know we are all getting older. We have been since the beginning but now I am looking at the possibility that not only am I getting older but I might just be getting old.

Now don’t get your bloomers in a bunch grandma; I am not dissing old people. I know they are smarter, wiser, and more rational than younger folks. I have already welcomed and made full use of those benefits. But they also have gray hair, wrinkles, and an array of aches and pains and I am having a hard time imagining myself as one of them.

I think I have a good outlook on life. I’m active, social, and fairly happy. I firmly believe these are all choices that I have made. Someone with my same life could easily choose otherwise by focusing on the negatives aspects. I choose not to. I vainly believe this will keep me young.

My former brother in law used to have a saying about “the old people coming to get you” any time one of us would blow off a chance to go to a social function with the rest of the family. Twenty years ago it was a joke. Now that I am firmly planted on the upside of 50 it’s probably time I faced reality; the joke is on me.

It began when I was 40 and I went to the doctor about headaches. I described how when trying to read my magazine at breakfast the words on the page would blur. He almost laughed at me. This was the first time I heard the expression “Well at your age…” I’ll admit I got a little defensive and blurted out “You’re older than I am!” He did laugh that time. I didn’t. I was too puzzled. He suggested I get some reading glasses at the dollar store. I did. And that helped…for a while.

Then my OB/GYN dropped the OB and moved into his own office. I was pleased when he was more available but at my first annual in the new place he patted my hand and said “I have given up delivering babies and now just want to concentrate on ladies your age.”

What? What is that supposed to mean?

I could still have a baby, if I hadn’t chose to have a ligation!

And for the record this doctor is older than me too.

In my lifetime, I have seen beautiful, rich, and famous women like Elizabeth Taylor, Sharon Stone and now, (dare I say Madonna?) get old. If it happens to them it only stands to reason it could happen to me too.

Could happen? You see, I am still in denial.

Fun house mirror at church.

Fun house mirror at church.

Posing on Skyline Drive in the Shenandoah National Park

Posing on Skyline Drive in the Shenandoah National Park

For other posts in this category see the menu above or click the links below

Page One; A Wrinkle in time

Page Two; Life in the Mirror

Page Three; Fashionably Late

Page Four; Aches, Aging and AARP.

Page Five; To Tweet or not to Tweet; that is the Question

Page Six; It’s not Worth the Spike in My Blood Pressure

Page 7: Life Goes By Too Fast

Page 8: I Can’t Taste This

16 thoughts on “I’m Too Arrogant to Get Old; A Continuing Series on Aging

  1. Brilliant, my thoughts exactly!!

    I have been feeling really unwell recently and reading up on my aches and pains. I keep coming up against he words ‘very common in women over 40/ much more prevalent in women over 40/ if under 30 you should seek medical advice – to me that reads if over 40 you’re on the scrap heap anyway!!!

    Off to read instalment 2!!


  2. Indeed it is. it was the one good thing about turning 50. I remembered how old I thought I was at 40 even 30 and realized that when I am 60 I will look back on 50 as young. So I decided why wait. I’m just going to be as young a 50 as I can be now.


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  4. Hummm.. I don’t look back as 50 being young. I think of 40 as being young. I think that’s because I don’t admit my actual age, or hopefully don’t look it yet (since nobody guesses even close->>> so far) but I can honestly say my aches and pains are showing up with a vengence. I look at my clients in their 20’s and 30’s and think… heck, I could be their MOTHER…OMG! I don’t relate to that! Then I look at co-workers who are somewhere in my age range and don’t know where I am in that range. I still act and think younger but my body is starting to tell stories!!! 🙂


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