This is my true age. You may not think this to look at me, but trust me. My hip has been going out on a regular basis, which makes walking insanely difficult. My husband has taken to calling me “Tin Man”, courtesy of my jerky walking style (flattering, I know). And I won’t even tell you about the time he had to “assist” me in the bathroom, b/c that would be too embarrassing…Also, my hair is now falling out. This is supposedly common 4 months postpartum, but I have convinced myself that is early female pattern baldness and spent at least 2 hours this weekend locked in the bathroom starting at my head in the mirror, hysterically bawling (my husband truly has had an amazing weekend, I know). Let’s not even count the hours I have spent looking up alopecia on WebMD (does this website not make a seasoned medical student out of all of us or what? I now consider myself an expert on most health-related topics…)
Further adding to my geriatric age, I have always had a propensity for “P” words popular among the elderly set (i.e. “I am now going to the store to purchase [vs. buy] some products [vs. things] so I can be home before my program [vs. TV show] starts). I also now consider 9:30pm to be a late bedtime and refer to college students as “those young kids”.
Yes, I am 105. Watch for my pic on Willard Scott’s Smuckers’ b-day shout-outs for the 100+ set on the Today Show…very soon forthcoming, I promise.
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