Old People Talking About Their Ailments
I know some people with fuss and say I am just a young whipper snapper and have not lived long enough to write about such things. But life experiences have a way of giving me a different perspective.
While I was listening to my husband explain why he had gotten McDonalds because he had been fasting for a blood test that didn’t require it. Which was ironic because his high cholesterol is a whole other post. But he was pretty sure at this stage of life every blood test requires fasting and well I guess it is better to be safe than sorry.
While we went on discussing what to do next about the particular blood test he went to get ready for bed and broke a tooth. I didn’t really ask how, that does not matter anyways unless you have another 20 minutes to go over dental records.
But here is what I noticed, when I was in my 20s and 30s the only medical thing that was happening to me and my friends were pregnancies. Every mom out there has a birth story to share. Even adoptive moms will join in with their journey of the gotcha day and everyone bonds over the excitement that new little person brings to the family. Occasionally someone shares a broken bone story but the medical talks quickly take a back seat to many other topics.
But fast forward 25 years and you find your mind filling with responses to the strange things you body has begun doing. Like when did my bones start creaking in the morning and menopause becomes a hot topic; literally.
Before you know what happens you have joined the ranks of old people talking about their ailments with your friends and family. Seriously mention colonoscopies to anyone over 50 and you have an instant bond about the darn prep work that is involved.
I might be the only person who prays, “Please Lord may there be advancements in the medical field that makes getting another colonoscopy easier than the last one” on their prayer list.
Since we live in a fallen world, there is nothing about the medical community that works correctly, effectively or efficiently.
Now you have to chase down this test result, figure out why this claim contained the wrong code and attempt to comprehend what is the best next step.
So yeah we talk about our ailments with anyone who will listen. Because it has consumed so much of our energy to really have anything else exciting to talk about, well excitement is overrated anyways.
I should probably confess now, hey kids there is a reason I read Everybody Poops when you were younger, it was really a mind game to get you used to hearing about it. So when mom and dad have to discuss how a new medicine is making dad constipated, you won’t be scarred for life.