When I was young and thought about way down the road when I would be old I always thought if I could keep my eyesight and my hands I would cope. I have a high pain level most days and another couple of "owies" that I would rather not have and that wheelchair is on the horizon but my eyesight is great, I do a lot of miniature work and for that I wear readers but for everyday I don't need any specs at all. My hands are as good as they always were, no pain I them at all so I can still do all the craft things I have ever done. I consider myself very fortunate because of this. If I end up in the chair it won't stop me doing most things, except walking.
I haven't worn make up for years. as a teenager maybe, my hair is very long as it always has been but it is put up everyday just as it always was.
I can talk about when I have gone etc without a care although other people often say "don't talk like that". Aging and death are a natural thing, I find it pretty basic. Somewhat like a plant , it starts small, it matures and bears fruit,. then it may stays green for quite a long time, but then very gradually it starts to fade then drop it's leaves, bit by bit the plant loses it's strength and it's foliage and one day it is done. Well my main stem is a bit weak,my foliage has changed color a tiny bit and I have certainly dropped a few leaves but there are plenty still there, one day I will be ready for the compost pile but not today.
Funny thing I always wanted silver hair and mine is still dark although not as red as it used to be. I guess you can't have everything you wanted in old age.
The one thing that has irritated me though is the way folks react if you are in a wheelchair. I have been a couple of times over the years and I find many people talk only to the person pushing it . I remember being in a fabric shop some years ago. I had torn the calf muscle in my leg and couldn't weight bear , I needed to shop and took a chair. In the store the assistant asked my husband what I was making and he said he wasn't sure as I was always making something, she replied,"yes it is good if THEY keep busy isn't it" . I felt myself bristle and I could have said something but instead I chose to give her a toothy grin and a nodding head whilst making a few "not quite there" cooing noises, the assistant responded with an sweet aaah. We then left the store absolutely screaming with laughter while the assistant looked on with a very odd look on her face. I am bad sometimes!!
For as long of us still have a good few leaves lest we are doing OK.
XX Jeannine