Face It

I'm getting old. Seriously. My body is exhausted. Cerebral Palsy ages my body quicker than those not having a disability. My friends are not use to my limitations, and neither am I. Yet I notice the gradual decline. Remember, I have 6 or 7 disabilities, and I have always fought them.

This is not to be a pity post... more of an educational informative (is that redundant?) so other's know possibilities of what aging can bring.

It's hard to catch my breath. Sometimes, when I don't sit down and rest, my throat fills with phelm, making my choke. Sometimes my food won't go down because of the blockage.

My vision is going, and I can't read without glasses.

I no longer have control over Crohn's. Since my diagnosis in 11th grade, I could feel it coming and get to the restroom. Not anymore.

Walking is harder - no stamina.

Depression stays longer, and goes deeper. I've spent much time in the pit.  It's harder to get out.

Memory is bad. I forget how old I am, what friends I have walked away from,  and am losing things.

I could continue, but it would take too much time. I've been organizing so I know where to find things, and this has me drained.

Thank goodness I have a career in writing with intensive knowledge of Psychology and the Bible!

I sometimes think my death is getting close because I am facing possible colon cancer. This gives me a sense of energy to write, write, write so my life glorifies God. He is my strength.

Do what you can when you can. Life can pass by without your realization.