My Mom called them the tarnished years. Yep. It's not fun anymore.Getting old sucks. Getting old, being alone AND injured REALLY sucks!
That is kind of the down fall of our independent American lifestyle. Our families tend to spread to the winds. Even if you have kids they're rarely around to help as you get older. I've got six kids (his, hers, ours) and they are spread out across the globe, literally! Two are in Europe, one in the Midwest-East of the Mississippi, one in the Pacific Northwest, two here in SoCal but hours away and rarely seen. And I'm getting to the age where I just can't do everything myself. Totally sucks!
I'm getting VERY CAUTIOUS about getting injured as I get older. Things I would have done just a few years ago without thinking I totally avoid and if necessary get help, even if I have to pay for it. I'm EXTREMELY protective of my back and have come close in the past to seriously messing it up....knock on wood. Backs are too precious to take lightly and extremely agonizing when injured.
"They" say these are the Golden Years.....I'm calling it the Rusty Years. Take care and heal fast my friends. We've still got a long road to travel.