I started blogging in 2006. We had been RVing for 16 years and I decided to keep our family informed about where we were and what we were doing through a blog. I was 63 years old. But age is just a number isn't it? Aren't we only as old as week feel we are?
Today we are 77, nearly 78 years old. So, how old to I feel I am? Every bit of those 77 years!
About 19 years ago, I suffered a torn meniscus and it hurt, at times pretty bad. After a period of time, I went to the urgent care nearby and had an Xray. They sent me to a surgeon. Until the surgery was scheduled, I wrapped the knee and went about my normal everyday life--as best I could. That surgery made a real difference.
Eventually, that meniscus surgery no longer took care of the problem. My knee began to bother me, almost every time I stepped on that foot. Long story short, in mid-November I had a total knee replacement of my right knee.
Let me tell you, those years have made a difference. The surgery has healed well. I am recovering very well. But, at 77 healing and total recovery takes time--more than I would like. Every time we walk, I feel it in my right knee. It hurts. And the long we walk, the more it hurts.
I haven't recovered like I did nearly 20 years ago. I wonder why? Is it my age, do you think? I know I do. It took my 77+ years to get to this point. And every bone, joint and muscle in my body is also 77 years old. They are at times as slow acting and as slow recovering as I am.
Age is more than how I feel. Age is an actual, verifiable fact. Live with it.