G#Gill;1304944 wrote: Well Helen did say that was how she was at the moment :wah: Hi Odie, and Helen!
Helen, I felt decidedly down a few weeks ago - I looked in the mirror and saw this wrinkled old codger looking back at me, and when I turned round to see who it was, she'd gone !!!! Then I looked back in the mirror and the old fart had moved back again ! I realised, at this point, that it was ME !!!!!

How the heck can I look like that when I feel no older than early 20's? Well mentally anyway, physically I am slower and I cannot run upstairs any more, two at a time ! Nor can I run down the stairs 3 at a time ! :wah: Hey you needn't laugh, cos I did used to do that Mrs!
Used to make my mum laugh "You'll miss your step one of these days!" she used to say, but I never did!
The business about riding a horse, I discovered many years ago that I could not sit astride a non-Thelwell horse! Let alone a 'Thelwell' horse. Bit of a shock that, really, as I loved riding! That was 20 years ago! I'm still going strong though :wah: Another disappointment was when I rode pillion with my son on his 500 cc Honda, on a treasure hunt, I was in agony when I managed to get off the bike after an hour and a half! Brought it home to me that motorcycling was also out, so I had to part company with my own motorcycle! That was also about 20 years ago, and I'm still going strong :wah: I had to realise my limitations - a shock to the system, but you still carry on and make the best of a bad job.
It can be very frustrating, seeing others doing what you used to do with great abandon, but, as I say, life changes and you change with it ! I'm now the proud possessor of a 'shyte-off-a-shovel' superfast (4 mph :wah:) battery buggy which compensates for my lack of ability to walk distances - and it will split down to carry it in the car boot. It means that I can go for walks with hubby and dog and enjoy the country air. It also means that I am the baggage carrier for beach stuff for when we go away :wah: I will have to get a pic of me making like an 'on safari' porter, next time we visit Norfolk :yh_rotfl
With regard to cats and medication, I have never had to give medication to cats, thank goodness, as I know how they can claw you. At least, with dogs, a pill can be hidden in some grated cheese which most dogs seem to love, and although they are probably well aware that there is a 'foreign body' hidden in the enticing lump of grated cheese, their desire for the wonderful cheese outweighs their initial refusal to take the medicine! :wah:
I can't do the things I used to either, I have to take my time at yardwork, weeding, mowing, planting, changing water from the fish tank means carrying large buckets and throwing them in the bathtub, that wrecks my back for a week.
Its the claws on a cat and their teeth.:sneaky:
plus they wiggle around constantly, but I'm used to it, been doing it for years.
when Jack really gets pissed and I mean he gets pissed, we throw a towel over his head to protect us both from his teeth.
Life is just to short for drama.