It means I no longer have pain but it also means I no longer have a voice.
With my arthritis I was having trouble imagining being alive five years from now. But now I can think about being alive ten years from now. In twenty I would be 82, and I don’t think I’ll live that long. My mom died at 81 and my grandparents in their late 70’s.
I’m 76. I’m not ready to die yet. But I’m not projecting how long I’ll last.
I’m glad you’re not ready to die. Who knows. Maybe you will live to be 90 or 100. I think my grandmother’s sister was over 100 when she died.
Do you @chordy have anything you look forward to doing? I really don’t, other than sleeping.
Yes, I am building a social life if only by Zoom. I hope to get off oxygen and get back on my feet after we’ve conquered the Covid. For some reason driving scares me now. It’s been over a year since I have driven.
Same here. I haven’t driven since May 2020.