O.A.P?

I remember wandering along as a teenager chatting to friends, making profound statements about how we would never be like our parents….they are so unreasonable! Or at least appeared so at 12 and on a summers afternoon.

However, it would seem that I have accelerated straight past them and morphed into my grandparents. No really it is true.

My grandfather use to do his exercises every morning, lying on the floor just outside of his bedroom. He had a dodgy back or something. Well now I have to do my exercises every morning, to get my TA or some such to activate….. but not only this…. I have discovered the delights of the support stocking. Just like my grandmother.

I have bought a pair of stockings which have the reinforced tummy and thigh in them. You will be pleased to hear that I drew the line at the tights which have the reinforced nylon to just under your breasts – I mean you would need a shoe horn or something like that to lever yourself in I am sure. So not for me – well not yet anyway!

So together with my grey hair (which I am still pulling out as they appear) I am feeling quite the old-age-pensioner.

The good news is that all of my grandparents made it well into their 80′s or even 90′s – so there must be some spark in me yet as I am not even 1/2 way there!

3 Responses to O.A.P?

  1. As one O.A.P to another, actually as an even Oer O.A.P. I’m planning my 40th celebrations and was wondering if you were going to be in Oz around September?

  2. It’s not going to be a big deal. I just thought that if you were going to be in town anytime around September I’d work around that date (certainly don’t make an effort on my part – it’s going to be a little, low key, I’m OLD, sort of thing).

    PS Next month I’m shaving my head for the Leukaemia charity! it’s one way to deal with grey hair.

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