Are you radically different than your younger self? Are there key elements that have stayed the same? Most parts? Do you feel as if you’ve followed the “roadmap of life” or forged your own path? Have there been “chapters” or do things all sort of slide into one contiguous flow? Share what you’d like!
I feel like I’ve been hit by a couple of SUV’s and only barely able to claim to be in my 30’s. A few years ago I had an xray done and was in a room waiting for a doctor. This random guy walked in and asked my name, age, and if I had just had my scapula xrayed. He said He had to double check that nothing had been mixed up because my bones looked like someone in their 80’s… Maybe avoid actually getting hit by those SUV’s. My folks are in their mid to upper sixties, but I’m still the slower crochety one, unless I’m on a bike. For all you mid to old farts, there is a reason so many of us are on bikes. It may seem impossible, hell, I can barely sit up or walk, but it is amazing how bad of shape a person can be in and still ride a bike when it is properly setup and fit to the person. Without riding I fall apart both physically and mentally.
In other news, I expected the logarithm of day length verses lifespan to level out so that days seemed like a stable unit of mental measure, but the slowdown never happened and a day is an impossibly short amount of time.
That’s fucking miserable. Jesus christ? Genetics!?!? Idk. I mean what do you even do in this situation? I know they fix that shoulder joint. But idk if they fix that back part. But Jesus! I can’t see your name when replying but you wouldn’t magically happen to be that person that I talked to in the dancing molecules article chit-chat? Cause if you are, and you’re still lined up for surgery god bless. If not, and there is some kinda treatment I hope somebody’s got your back and you’ve got a little time you can point towards that. Ooph. This hurt to read.
Survived is not as binary as it seems when everything you’ve experienced you’ve recovered from. There is an enormous spectrum of alive but only barely. Current medicine is only barely scratching the surface of a complete understanding of biology. A complete understanding of biology is likely millennia away from now. We don’t even have medicine as a real science yet. All medical research is cherry picked and the minimum sigma for medicine is far lower than any other science which means the results are no better than random noise. This is due to medicine as a business instead of a science. No one can help me because it is not viable in the risk assessment any sane neurosurgeon must balance between legal risk and real medicine. I am not an easy fix so spending time to diagnosis me or treat me is not viable business and worth risking the legal implications if things went wrong.
That doesn’t bother me as much as the future homelessness and death in a gutter somewhere because the USA expects me to disappear or die with no right to shelter or food in my condition. When my folks die, I will too shortly thereafter. It is like Nazi gas chambers but worse. People think there is help and some safety net, it makes them feel better, but they don’t actually know what exists or connect the existence of all these homeless people, or large suicide rates to what is reality. That is the hard part.
WOAH! You are the person? My guy, you were on my mind the other day because I literally was told by my doctor that they might have to go forward with an operation and I was like “I guess it’s you and me both brother” and sent some mental sorrows your way. Hahahaha! God, I hope that operation goes well. It sounds like it’ll be okay, I mean it sounds awful, but it also sounds like you’ve got a clear path to being maybe 60 or even 40 instead of 80. Just hot damn! Big hugs =X!