The Golden Years

Well a trip to the eye doctor this morning confirmed my suspicions, I am getting old!! When I saw him two years ago he said, Bill you can still go with the same glasses. Change was only minor, but this year they’re setting up an appointment to measure up the eye for cataract surgery. I’m still fifty percent though, only the right eye needs it ….......at least for now. Oh well at least I now know why my putts keep going to the left……lol.

For all you youngsters out there I have to let you know that there are very few advantages to getting old, an occasional discount here and there and being able to hit from the senior tees when playing golf. I suppose reduced hearing at times can be considered an advantage. At times you can block out things you have no interest in hearing, but believe me, the negatives far out way any of those exaggerated claims of the “Golden Years”.

The Golden Years are greeted with new aches and pains every day, more wake up calls every night, and repeated trips to doctors to make sure you’re around long enough to experience even more of them. There might, however, be some advantage to those trips. Look at all that exercise we get from walking back and forth to the bathroom during the night.

I really should stop moaning, because the Big Guy upstairs has blessed me with some real decent health over the years, but with another one of those birthday things coming up in February I start thinking about some of these things.