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Ode To Getting Old
Jan 15, 2020 18:01:13   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among the dead Though I'm getting more forgetful And something's slipping in my head;

I got used to arthritis, To my dentures I'm resigned. I can manage my bifocals, But oh, how much I miss my mind.

For sometimes I cannot remember When I stand atop the stairs, If I must go down for something Or if I've just come up from there.

And before the fridge, so often My mind is filled with nagging doubt. Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out.

I called a friend not long ago, When they answered I just moaned. I hung up quickly without speaking, For I'd forgotten who I'd phoned.

And when the darkness falls upon me I stand alone and scratch my head. I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed?

Once I stood in my own bathroom, Wondering if I'd used the pot. I flushed it just in case I had And sat down just in case I'd not.

So, now if it's my turn to write you. There's no need for getting sore It may be that I think I've written And don't need to write no more.

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Jan 15, 2020 18:08:11   #
bggamers Loc: georgia
 
slatten49 wrote:
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among the dead Though I'm getting more forgetful And something's slipping in my head;

I got used to arthritis, To my dentures I'm resigned. I can manage my bifocals, But oh, how much I miss my mind.

For sometimes I cannot remember When I stand atop the stairs, If I must go down for something Or if I've just come up from there.

And before the fridge, so often My mind is filled with nagging doubt. Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out.

I called a friend not long ago, When they answered I just moaned. I hung up quickly without speaking, For I'd forgotten who I'd phoned.

And when the darkness falls upon me I stand alone and scratch my head. I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed?

Once I stood in my own bathroom, Wondering if I'd used the pot. I flushed it just in case I had And sat down just in case I'd not.

So, now if it's my turn to write you. There's no need for getting sore It may be that I think I've written And don't need to write no more.
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among ... (show quote)


Lord I think I'm half way there

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Jan 15, 2020 18:17:40   #
okie don
 
Me too bg

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Jan 15, 2020 18:35:02   #
Nutter Loc: Fly Over Zone
 

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Jan 15, 2020 23:50:12   #
bggamers Loc: georgia
 
okie don wrote:
Me too bg


okie don we need to find us some of those OH yea memory pills

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Jan 16, 2020 07:07:23   #
Tug484
 
slatten49 wrote:
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among the dead Though I'm getting more forgetful And something's slipping in my head;

I got used to arthritis, To my dentures I'm resigned. I can manage my bifocals, But oh, how much I miss my mind.

For sometimes I cannot remember When I stand atop the stairs, If I must go down for something Or if I've just come up from there.

And before the fridge, so often My mind is filled with nagging doubt. Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out.

I called a friend not long ago, When they answered I just moaned. I hung up quickly without speaking, For I'd forgotten who I'd phoned.

And when the darkness falls upon me I stand alone and scratch my head. I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed?

Once I stood in my own bathroom, Wondering if I'd used the pot. I flushed it just in case I had And sat down just in case I'd not.

So, now if it's my turn to write you. There's no need for getting sore It may be that I think I've written And don't need to write no more.
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among ... (show quote)



Well, I go jogging with Ben Gay.
Go to bed with Auther Itis every night and I get
up with Charlie Horse .

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Jan 16, 2020 08:42:27   #
Big dog
 
slatten49 wrote:
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among the dead Though I'm getting more forgetful And something's slipping in my head;

I got used to arthritis, To my dentures I'm resigned. I can manage my bifocals, But oh, how much I miss my mind.

For sometimes I cannot remember When I stand atop the stairs, If I must go down for something Or if I've just come up from there.

And before the fridge, so often My mind is filled with nagging doubt. Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out.

I called a friend not long ago, When they answered I just moaned. I hung up quickly without speaking, For I'd forgotten who I'd phoned.

And when the darkness falls upon me I stand alone and scratch my head. I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed?

Once I stood in my own bathroom, Wondering if I'd used the pot. I flushed it just in case I had And sat down just in case I'd not.

So, now if it's my turn to write you. There's no need for getting sore It may be that I think I've written And don't need to write no more.
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among ... (show quote)


I had to read this twice, just to be sure.

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Jan 16, 2020 11:32:00   #
bahmer
 
slatten49 wrote:
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among the dead Though I'm getting more forgetful And something's slipping in my head;

I got used to arthritis, To my dentures I'm resigned. I can manage my bifocals, But oh, how much I miss my mind.

For sometimes I cannot remember When I stand atop the stairs, If I must go down for something Or if I've just come up from there.

And before the fridge, so often My mind is filled with nagging doubt. Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out.

I called a friend not long ago, When they answered I just moaned. I hung up quickly without speaking, For I'd forgotten who I'd phoned.

And when the darkness falls upon me I stand alone and scratch my head. I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed?

Once I stood in my own bathroom, Wondering if I'd used the pot. I flushed it just in case I had And sat down just in case I'd not.

So, now if it's my turn to write you. There's no need for getting sore It may be that I think I've written And don't need to write no more.
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among ... (show quote)


Thank you Slatten and I resemble that little poem thanks for posting that.

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Jan 16, 2020 15:38:46   #
Mike Easterday
 
Sounds right !

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Jan 16, 2020 22:58:17   #
teabag09
 
slatten49 wrote:
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among the dead Though I'm getting more forgetful And something's slipping in my head;

I got used to arthritis, To my dentures I'm resigned. I can manage my bifocals, But oh, how much I miss my mind.

For sometimes I cannot remember When I stand atop the stairs, If I must go down for something Or if I've just come up from there.

And before the fridge, so often My mind is filled with nagging doubt. Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out.

I called a friend not long ago, When they answered I just moaned. I hung up quickly without speaking, For I'd forgotten who I'd phoned.

And when the darkness falls upon me I stand alone and scratch my head. I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed?

Once I stood in my own bathroom, Wondering if I'd used the pot. I flushed it just in case I had And sat down just in case I'd not.

So, now if it's my turn to write you. There's no need for getting sore It may be that I think I've written And don't need to write no more.
Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among ... (show quote)


Slat, who ever said getting old was a picnic was a low down liar, but then again we all put up with it because as apposed to when we were younger, we realize just how good old age is as opposed to the alternative. Live long, live ache free and well. Mike

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Jan 16, 2020 23:00:54   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
teabag09 wrote:
Slat, who ever said getting old was a picnic was a low down liar, but then again we all put up with it because as apposed to when we were younger, we realize just how good old age is as opposed to the alternative. Live long, live ache free and well. Mike

Mike, I'm often reminded of a quote attributed to Mickey Mantle...

“If I had known I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself"

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Jan 16, 2020 23:15:51   #
teabag09
 
Mike Easterday wrote:
Sounds right !


Did any of you think you'd live this long? I didn't. Thought I be dead before I was 19 so I went crazy from 17 with abandum until my daughter was born when I was thirty-one. Heck I was crazy way before 17. I was sniffing gas in the early 50's at about five year old when it smell good, there you go Kevie, Woodie and Paul, this is your chance. I was a fire bug but oh heck, can't go into it all. Didn't commit any crimes but put my own life in jeopardy way too many times. Apparently God likes me as I'm still here as are you. Mike

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