I'm still in my mid-to-late 40s, but I'll turn, gulp, 50 in just a few days. Is that the theme from Jaws I hear? Anyhoo, I went to the doc for a physical and received a clean bill of health. He told me I have the heart-rate of a teenager, so I'm feeling pretty good about that. Then he asked me about anything specific that was bothering me and I mentioned my hearing. Honestly, I've noticed that it has degraded over the past few years. I ask people to repeat things constantly. So, he set me up for an exam with an ENT doctor and a hearing test. As a result, I was prescribed hearing aids. The audiologist fitted me with them yesterday and they really do make a dramatic difference. It's like putting on glasses for the first time, you don't realize what you've been missing. I don't have them yet as we're still working with the insurance company, but I'll be wearing them soon.
I now have progressive bifocals, hearing aids, a bum knee from years of running and my back is bothering me. Just call me gramps.
I will NOT be wearing the hearing aids to job interviews. I want to appear as young and fresh as possible. I also told my hairdresser that my impending unemployment will NOT cause me to stop having my hair, ahem, deeply conditioned. I'm all about young and fresh, people, young and fresh.
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If this makes you feel better, Glenn and I are older than you. That's all I have to say 'bout that.
I choose to re-imagine this post as you speeding down the highway in a red convertible with your hair blowing in the wind and a big smile on your face saying "Junior, it only gets better with time!" Because the rest of what you said makes me quake in fear of what's to come...
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