The Geriatric Ward

Today I feel old and senile. Actually, most days I feel like that...

I woke up, after a non-restful night of sleep, feeling confused about where I was. I got out of bed, and I had to think about what I was going to do next. My bladder gave the instructions.

I finally made it to work without any major mishaps along the way. We're having a big potluck today at work, and I was sampling some of the dishes, and deciding which ones to load up on, when I drooled. Yes, I drooled. Was it the smell of appetizing food? Was it from the lack of saliva control? Who knows, but it happened. Next, in my typical fashion, I tipped a can of soda to drink, only to wear what I was supposed to ingest. Hmmm maybe I need feeding assistance.

I think that my disintegrating joints/muscles/mind should take precedence over any feeding turmoil. My icy hot is running low, and my joint stiffness is at an all time high. It's the cold weather I tell you! My hips make a rather unsettling crack if I move after being idle for more than a few minutes. Hopefully they'll stay intact a few years longer, but "it can turn into a life threatening illness". I may start my own support group, with a bonus of icy hot with your first visit.

In any case, not just the "elderly" are suffering the effects of age, so don't inflict your ageism on me!