I was a dancer most of childhood and my adult life. In ballet I leapt and twirled so gracefully, that my teacher marveled at me. AS I got older, I continued to love it, and I truly enjoyed dancing in clubs and parties.
BUT now at 71 that wonderful balance is gone. My balance is screwed up and I fall a lot, as I mentioned above. I have had concussions and damaged body parts (no broken bones yet- maybe all that dancing while younger strengthened those bones). My point is that I finally must admit that my body is older than my mind.
As far as the mind goes, I am noticing some memory issues, maybe due to concussions. But I read and educate myself as much as possible to keep my mind going. One of my friends, upon learning I had fallen not once but twice, yesterday, cautioned that if I kept it up I would not have a brain left. This made me think. What would I do then?
So, my friends, the cane that I have had for 10 years (due to another fall) is going everywhere with me in my apartment just like it does when I leave it. It is now my best friend, because it will keep me going for a while longer. When I must stop and go to a scooter, I do not think I want to continue this plane of life.
Please keep positive thoughts going for me, dear friends. My mother made it to 85 with body in tact even if her mind was gone. My father made it to 74 before my mother (crazy, yes) stopped his diabetic meds. So, if I recognize my lack of certain abilities and keep my mind gong, I might make it a few more years – as an old person, I do not know, but as a person still living and enjoying life.