The Achy Breaky

Thoughts on aging -- it sucks. At this point I'd trade every bit of wisdom I've earned to just get back my ability to heal quickly. I'm still gimping around on this bum ankle, and compensating for it when I walk is now causing a whole host of other aches and pains. And, gosh, it would be so nice to be able to maintain a comfortable body temperature. At all times I am either too hot or too cold -- I'm the Bears' porridge. As for memory, it's a good thing MDH (My Darling Husband) is also losing his at the same rate as I -- between the two of us, we manage to remember about 3/4 of the stuff we need to remember. Tonight we both keep moaning because we're both achy -- his back! My leg! Whomever moans the loudest gets the sympathy and the back rub...and since I was the last to win that contest, it's only fair that I be the masseuse. Moan....moan...moan?