Aging gracelessly

“Patience is a virtue,” according to a line in a sixteenth century Middle English allegorical poem. I’ve been thinking about patience lately and my occasional lack of it.  The patience I’ve been pondering has to do with my stubborn refusal to accept physical limitations as I get older.  I’m perpetually impatient with my body and its inability to stop complaining. For years I dreamed of doing various physical activities “when I retire.”  Retirement is here and my body is fighting my dream.   Yes,  I’m dealing with a body behaving badly.

I had shoulder surgery in June and I have passed all the range of motion and strength tests the doctor and physical therapist put before me.  It’s true that my shoulder still hurts and that is apparently “natural for someone my age.” I just need to “give it more time.”  But I don’t want to wait, so I have directed my shoulder to get over it.   Tai chi is a good example of a low-impact activity that I assume I should be able to do.  After all, we’re not talking karate or kick boxing.  I’ve attended three classes and loved them, but I can’t go back because the movements inflame my shoulder.   Even walking causes problems on occasion.  Four miles and I’m fine.  Anything longer and my back and hips cry out for a stretcher.  Estelle, a friend who recently got infected by the “walking bug,” invited me to join her for Thanksgiving and Christmas fun runs/walks.  She is also dropping hints about a June half-marathon walk.  I will sign up for the former, but would need to be accompanied by a massage therapist and orthopedist to complete the latter.

And so it seems I must work on developing patience, since healing is unlikely to occur any faster as I get older.  And if I am to heed my advice from an earlier blog,  I must also stop complaining, since, like the typical teenager, my body isn’t listening.

About stillalife

I retired June 30, 2010 after working for 40 years in the field of education and most recently doing school public relations/community outreach in a mid-size urban school district. I wrote for superintendents and school board members. Now I'm writing for me and I hope for you. In this blog, I offer my own views coupled with the latest research on how to preserve our physical and mental health as we age, delve into issues most of us over 50 can relate to like noticing wrinkles and forgetting where we left our keys, discuss the pros and cons of different ways to engage our minds and bodies after we leave the workplace, and throw in an occasional book review, all peppered with a touch of humor, irony, and just plain silliness.
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6 Responses to Aging gracelessly

  1. Jack Kelly says:

    I think that you need to have a physical therapist on a retainer for your golden years. A PT that is more empathetic than most of the ones you have encountered.

  2. Maggie L R says:

    I do hope that healing comes soon, I want to hear that you were able to complete the walks.

  3. Jackie Smith says:

    I’ve always wondered if impatience with ailments isn’t part of the recognition that ‘my time is running short’. Or is it reflective of the wings retirement provided us to pursue hobbies and interests and those instilled such a general enthusiasm for getting up each day to see what it holds for us that anything that gets in the way is an annoyance?

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