Losing the people you love in very different ways.
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After about an hour of using the mouse or controller gaming, I have to take a few seconds to massage my hand because it gets sore and stiff.
Didn't happen until I got into my 30's π
The rage inside has only ever increased. The older I get the more militant I get. By the time I'm 40 I'll be living in the forest defending my country from fascists with a bow and arrow.
Hair falling out
I worked construction from 14-20. Nowadays I work a cushy desk job. Still whenever we need something sone in our house (which is a lot, my house is a degrading shack) if it's something I'm comfortable doing I do it myself. Every once in a while there's a job that just kills me and I feel like I need a week to recover from.
Last weekend I put new drywall up on my kitchen ceiling. I used to do it all the time with ease, by myself, light work. Nowadays I'm glad my wife wasn't home to see me struggling. I had to pull out all my tricks and it was still fucking rough.
Using any tool that vibrate much like a string trimmer will irritate where my spine is pinched and I'll regret it for months. It makes me feel useless. Fusing 4 discs in my upper back or neck would almost guaranteed make me feel more useless.
I definitely can't pretend I'm young anymore. It isn't just pain, and when it is pain it's not the worst pain. It makes me unable to feel my arm. I had to get an epidural of steroids to get the inflammation down to get feeling back, and I seem to be at least mildly allergic to that .
While listening to the oldies radio station and hearing music that was popular while you were in high school
2 drinks making me feel 100% worse
Iβve started to lose height as I get older instead of gaining it
My wife and I get excited every time we come across articles about exoskeleton tech. Can we expedite this a little? I want a mech suitβnot a fucking wheelchairβwhen I reach that age.
Also, a note to the designers: make sure you can use the toilet with it. Extrapolating current trends, I suspect this will become one of my primary activities.
- Your former school teachers die. At this point, I think the majority of mine is gone.
- Your gum recedes, and there's nothing you can do about it except to stop smoking. On a larger scale, your circulation gets worse because your erythrocytes become less elastic, for reasons still unknown. Add to this the most damaging impact of UV light and our atmosphere's oxygen - an objectively very aggressive chemical - and you start shriveling, just withering away from the outside. Molecular bonds are simply getting broken faster than they get repaired. Your insides last a bit longer, but their days are numbered, too.
- On the plus side, you'll get to learn new words for body parts you didn't even know you had.
Whatever im doing i gotta be careful or ill fuck my back up
If I sleep wrong I wake up in pain.
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In my teens and early 20s I used to enjoy snowboarding. I was never any good at it, but at least I could make it down the mountain. Tried again in my 30s, and I could barely even stand on the board. Never made it off the practice hill.
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Getting in and out of cars is painful now. Especially since I drive 90s and 2000s Japanese sports cars, which have a tendency to sit so low that it feels like your ass is dragging on the pavement when you drive them. I have no idea how I'm going to be able to continue driving them 20, 30, 40 years from now. I don't want a giant modern car. Even sedans are SUV-sized these days.
62 years old. Boarding just a little (bunny slope) once or twice a year. Heading up next week.
Ouch. Why?
Sounds strange but I feel like, they listen to me more at work. There is more respect to the things I say.
Scattered gray hairs on head and beard. At this point, they look kinda good because Iβm mostly retaining my natural color.
Used to be super skinny. Metabolism slowed and I have a beer gut.
Far less interested in pursuing hobbies into the wee hours of the morning. I like to go to bed by around 1030pm and wake early even on weekends. I woke naturally at 6am today (Saturday).
Feel out of place in some younger crowds like concerts for young artists. We were definitely some of the oldest people at a 100 Gecs show.
The hairdresser asks if he needs to do your eyebrows.
I tore the fuck out of my shoulder and had to have extensive repair surgery done. When I was talking to my physical therapist about a specific aspect of the repair, he said that they tended to do that with "older" people.
Ouch.
Also, I guess that my goal of looking like 2016 Rich Piana has now morphed to looking like 2018 Rich Piana. :(
Your living expenses increase far more than your pay
I feel sick all the time
It actually takes effort for me to get out of my car. Like I'm having to pull myself out.
Every fart is a gamble