Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Four new words

Last Friday (Friday the 13th, no less) I turned forty.

I'm mostly cool with it (better than the alternative, right?). 

Yesterday, I had my annual physical. 

Where I repeatedly heard these words: 

Now that you're forty...

Nothing that follows that phrase is fun. 

Now that you're forty...
You might want to start taking baby aspirin each day. 
You need a mammogram every year. 
You might want to think about weight training to maintain what you have. 
You really need to keep an eye on your lipids. 

Sigh. 

When I mentioned this to Mom, she assured me it could be worse: 

"Wait until you start hearing Now that you're sixty-five..."

Ugh. 

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