Well I'm officially an old bugger , this evil creeping state has really never worried or distressed me to any real extent before and was only something that other people suffered from .So whats brought about my aging concerns and triggered the old bugger syndrome , well my Uk state pension will soon be winging its way to my Thai bank and I fully expect to see old Somchai the post man's battered Honda Wave heading down my soi with at least one card congratulating me on my 65th birthday . Ok thats all very nice but now Ive finally come to realize that contracting the getting old virus has hit me like a speeding bullet shot from the grim reapers gun , my old mind is now constantly fluctuating with thoughts like , well yes I'm old but at least ive made it to this stage in life when many of my friends have sadly shed their mortal coils , to the terrifying well mate your on the down hill slope to the cremation pyre kind of thoughts .
I'm finding it hard to stay positive now I'm infected by old age , and yes that old chestnut of where has all the time gone keeps popping up to add to my mounting old man concerns. This sudden brutal feeling of oldness is not some thing I like , yes I know it was inevitable , but its all ways been firmly placed on the back burner of things to worry about much later on. Now when I gaze in the mirror I'm seeing an ever increasing amount of wrinkles and crows foot branding which makes me think to my self thats not me I am seeing but my dear old departed granddad .
Body wise ive never been an aficionado of exercise so my frame has all ways been on the chunky fat git side , I have never smoked or hit the sauce beyond a respectable few beers a day and the odd bottle of wine at the week end , sadly now I have to admit I'm drooping in places I didn't think could droop .
Overall health , well I would consider my self lucky in that department with no past medical record of any major issues and no overnight hospital stays. My diet is a well balanced one of , if its green its trouble if its fried ask for double .
I'm now firmly convinced about two things , one Cliff Richards is gay and two that my deteriorating mind is starting to play dastardly tricks on me , no matter where I wonder , be it a bar , restaurant , local Tesco Lotus or the special clinic, I have this strange obsessive feeling that people are staring at me because I'm now looking so old , no matter where I am every one around me seems to look younger ,fitter and having a wonderful time , and I feel like a grumpy old git , when I fill out online information requests and click the drop down menu for the year I was born, my year is now nearing the bottom of the list .
In the bedroom department , I'm having trouble raising a smile never mind any thing else , some times the shout of hello sexy man as I stroll down soi 6 , does boost my sprits.
So how do you older guys deal with the dark clouds of getting old slowly rolling towards you , are you afraid of getting old, would you sell your soul to Lucifer to stay young forever, some say only the luckiest people get old or don't regret growing older, it is a privilege denied to many.
Now I sadly feel cursed at being an official old age pensioner :grumpy:
