At the moment I’m recuperating from a 10 hour drive and visit to an out of town doctor for my wife. While the visit for the most part was productive, the actual travel itself was most taxing on me, both physically and mentally. Plus given the fact that I am my wife’s caregiver and advocate. I fear that I may forgotten some details I should have given or forgotten some of the information I receive. Of late I have a real empathy for older people who have to be advocates for their own healthcare. From the vast number of patients any specialist has to see, it’s easy to see how details can get lost by the wayside.
So when I personally say I’m feeling my age, Lord knows I mean it. So I’m taking my oldest child’s advice and taking it easy today. I still have to make a trip to the pharmacy for my wife’s new medication. I don’t mean to sound so paranoid when it comes to age. But given my family’s history of physical problems, I’m just airing on the side of caution. So despite all the lip service I’ve devoted to stress relief and mindfulness practices, maybe I’m just a big bag of wind. But as I lay here as dried out as a raisin. Maybe it’s my raisin’ to fight that will get me through this situation.