What happens if you live long enough?

BlunderWoman

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1. You will hear the 'cool' music of your youth playing in the supermarket......
 

Decreased hearing allows you to just block out nonsense chatter....and just nod, with a occasional "mmh" ....:p
 

Yes! I love my hearing loss ...and the hilarious errors on Closed Caption are a plus! :laugh:


You are easily entertained aren't you? I miss my hearing and certainly don't love the loss. I miss playing & hearing good music. I miss good conversation & the sound of rain on the roof & bubbling brooks. I am learning to live with the loss but sure as hell don't love it.
 
You are easily entertained aren't you? I miss my hearing and certainly don't love the loss. I miss playing & hearing good music. I miss good conversation & the sound of rain on the roof & bubbling brooks. I am learning to live with the loss but sure as hell don't love it.

Lon people are different. Many people use humor to get through the tough times in their life, or problems. When I had my car wreck and fractured my neck I was in the emergency room telling jokes while in pain and being examined by doctors. I was very stressed so I told jokes to laugh and take my mind off. Some people like to make fun of their situation or make light of it. We all deal with our troubles/obstacles in our lives in different ways.
 
You are easily entertained aren't you? I miss my hearing and certainly don't love the loss. I miss playing & hearing good music. I miss good conversation & the sound of rain on the roof & bubbling brooks. I am learning to live with the loss but sure as hell don't love it.

Well as a matter of fact, Lon, I am easily entertained. Its been my secret weapon for dealing with life. As long as my mind holds out, I can amuse myself in a closet. You don't have to look far to find some absurdity of the human condition to laugh at.

If it makes you feel better, I do miss all of those things you mentioned. In addition to my hearing loss,( apparently not quite as severe as yours ), I have poor balance and walk with difficulty. I recently gave up my car so I am basically a shut in. Not many bubbling brooks around for me to hear these days. I do have a good memory though. I can bring up some fantastic nature meditations on You Tube and "hear" the bubbling brooks in my very own Japanese garden.

You are on my "friends" list and I consider you such. I am not insensitive to your loss. Unlike myself, you have lived a very active life which magnifies the shock of where life has brought you. I saw that meal you made yourself a while back with the bottle of wine. Enjoy those. I wish you nothing but contentment.
 
Well as a matter of fact, Lon, I am easily entertained. Its been my secret weapon for dealing with life. As long as my mind holds out, I can amuse myself in a closet. You don't have to look far to find some absurdity of the human condition to laugh at.

If it makes you feel better, I do miss all of those things you mentioned. In addition to my hearing loss,( apparently not quite as severe as yours ), I have poor balance and walk with difficulty. I recently gave up my car so I am basically a shut in. Not many bubbling brooks around for me to hear these days. I do have a good memory though. I can bring up some fantastic nature meditations on You Tube and "hear" the bubbling brooks in my very own Japanese garden.

You are on my "friends" list and I consider you such. I am not insensitive to your loss. Unlike myself, you have lived a very active life which magnifies the shock of where life has brought you. I saw that meal you made yourself a while back with the bottle of wine. Enjoy those. I wish you nothing but contentment.

You are easily entertained aren't you? I miss my hearing and certainly don't love the loss. I miss playing & hearing good music. I miss good conversation & the sound of rain on the roof & bubbling brooks. I am learning to live with the loss but sure as hell don't love it.
I believe we all miss not being able to function as well. I miss the loss of strength, not being able to walk, dance, build, dig, hear, see well...being independent...driving....and on and on. For some of us, it is easier to laugh at our infirmities, attempting to do what little we are still capable of. To enjoy every moment we are able to. For no matter what, with the exception of being a vegetable that is force fed, needing total care, life is still beautiful.
 
Muzak used to be "Chances Are", now it's tunes that were so outrageous that they were banned from radio. Listening to "Let's Spend the Night Together" now and you forget how racy that was in it's time. Now you hear it at Stop and Shop. Know what made feel old today? A rock and roll picture book written for Gen X. The history of rock music for readers who were born around the time Madonna was making it big. The Rolling Stones got two whole paragraphs.
 
I believe we all miss not being able to function as well. I miss the loss of strength, not being able to walk, dance, build, dig, hear, see well...being independent...driving....and on and on.

The older we get the worse it gets, it seems to me that after a person gives up SO much of living all we're doing is just existing and no longer actually enjoying life so what's the point ?

Then when you add in other normal age related problems, that are just around the corner for most all of us, like dementia, alzheimeirs, parkinsons being bed ridden etc.......death IMO becomes a welcome friend.

I only hope that when I feel that I've had enough that I have the physical strength and mental capabilities remaining to opt out on my own.
 
Ike I hear you. I plan on riding out on a magic pill ride, when the time comes, even if my condition doesn't meet the stringent qualifications of Canada's new Right To Die legislation--which, I suspect will be radically modified before I truly hit the wall of infirm old age. If my genetics hold true, touch wood.
 
Ike I hear you. I plan on riding out on a magic pill ride, when the time comes, even if my condition doesn't meet the stringent qualifications of Canada's new Right To Die legislation--which, I suspect will be radically modified before I truly hit the wall of infirm old age. If my genetics hold true, touch wood.

Send me a pill! :praying:
 
Send me a pill! :praying:

Me too, the party hall we were in today...I remember my aunt with late Parkinson's sitting there under a hundred pounds . We knew things were looking poor and we didn't know from the disease. Hubby today and I just can't even think about it. We are blessed kids, in the days before chat rooms you felt like you were the only one, ya know?
 

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