Memory issues, here. I didn’t think I would have bad memory issues until just a while ago, I had a thought on the tip of my nose, but forgot it in seconds and how it took me minutes to recall it. That’s a key sign right there.
Some people have better memory in old age, like it’s unreal sometimes with what some of them can remember. While the average person forgets thoughts in moments.
Early onset arthritis. Yet another kind of bad to thank my mother for.
Almost 50. Most of (back pain, muscle pain, articulary pains…) my “age” issues have been cured (well, improved…) By an highly active sport life. Think of -daily- activity, not walks, but mixing running and swimming actively. It took one years or so, but I feel 38 again. The trick is NEVER stop, keep doing sport never let more that one or two days pass by without at least 1h run or 1h swim. Get proper clothes and shoes, RUN PROPERLY, and be very progressive not to injure your ligaments.
(Except for those small prints, I swear they used to write them bigger… And small cuts healing that still take ages…)
Also, my memory has improved. Maybe it’s all the time I can let my mind free while swimming or running… And indeed my stress levels have dropped.
Approaching 50 as well. Definitely need to get more active, I just have some physical issues from old injuries and conditions. I know I can find something to increase my activity though. Biking, swimming, something out there is doable.
Unplug your phone lol
From what? It’s all wireless these days.
No it’s not. A lot of new phones are still wired in terms of having to charge it. The wireless suck, unless of course they’ve improved a lot in the last 5 years.
I’d rather plug a cable into my phone than deal with having to position just right to a millionth of a millimeter precision just to get a shitty 6 hour charge time. Lol.
Not to mention that NFC charging is not very efficient due to free space loss.
I tried. Damn this accursed battery!
Not an old person yet, but I thought I was prepared for everything since I’ve had shitty joints, a shitty back, and a shitty memory since I was a kid.
As soon as I hit 30 I started putting on weight despite never changing my diet or exercise routine 🥲 no more hourglass figure for me!
Cringe is the biggest one for me.
hearing loss; vision impairment; bad back; hernias; hypertension; diabetes.
some people are afraid that they’re turning into their mother or their father; while i’m turning into both at the same time.
“Get off my lawn”, but not in a very bad way. lol. Now that I live in a house, I have to admit I get mildly infuriated when I see people walking across my front lawn or parking right by my driveway. But I don’t confront them or anything, I just stare menacingly behind half closed window blinds where they can’t see me.
You could lay a lovely path across your garden and then you’d never be annoyed about it and perhaps you’d even be proud when people use it.
As someone with ADHD I’ve suffered with memory losses all my life!
Ahead of the curve…
I hope the ADHD doesn’t get worse as we age
I think the border symptoms do get worse and your medication resistance might increase (also, if your weight is increasing the same dosage will be less effective)… but in terms of the primary symptoms - I think they decrease. Or rather, I think our ability to cope and mask increases as we age. I’m currently a manager and keeping on top of other people doing their tasks and having their needs met is something I never imagined being able to do but now that I’m doing it it’s all sort of just working.
We get more skilled at dealing with our executive disorder as we age. We plan better for the possibility that we’ll be in an off mood or down a rabbit hole… we are (hopefully) more comfortable with sharing our condition with our relations so that partners are aware of our difficulties and strengths and can react accordingly - especially once we can overcome the deep shame about ADHD being a personal failing that was beaten into most of us… we give our brain time to indulge and better set internal expectations and accept that some weekends we’ll never touch a feather duster while other weekends we’ll deep clean our living space and just… be okay with that.
I’m sure in the extremes it’s rough and there are studies that our ADHD is an increased risk factor for dementia so… eventually we’re all probably fucked… but hopefully that’s a long way off.
lol… where do I start?
Eyes, went from being able to read the tiniest font to not being able to read a large font book in about 2 years.
2 knee surgeries
Getting up to pee 2x a night
About the peeing at night, a doctor I saw in TV said that if during the day you don’t go immediately to pee when you feel the need but when you REALLY need to, then it’s easier to stay sleeping at night. He explained how there are 2 mechanisms to control pee: the bladder (I think that’s the word in English?) and the brain. And that quite often we train the brain to go to pee before it’s phisically needed.
Might be a good idea to err on the side of caution and get a prostate exam. Especially if it increases in frequency.
Getting up to pee 2x a night
I hate that too but I’m just glad I still have enough bladder control to actually wake up for it. I dread possibly losing that someday.
Might be a good idea to err on the side of caution and get a prostate exam. Especially if it increases in frequency.
Thanks. I don’t have a prostate but incontinence is more common in women. At the first sign of a leakage problem, you bet I’m heading to the doctor right away.
My knees hurting so much. If I were taken hostage and ordered to kneel I could not and would be vaporized.
Aging. I didn’t expect to live through my twenties due to a reckless lifestyle that included lots of drugs and partying and rubbing shoulders with questionable types of people. I saw an old lady being helped walking with a younger woman at age ~27 and went, oh shit. That might be me one day. I had severely chilled out and converted to a more typical lifestyle by then.
Loss of imagination, patience, optimism
Now this is what I fear. The gradual loss of the childful optimism and joy. I have already lost some of it, but I’m sure it could be brought back. ^^
The gradual loss of the childful optimism and joy.
When I was a (hungry and impoverished) child, I was optimistic that hunger and poverty could be solved.
As an adult who teaches the study of humans, it is quite clear that the solutions are convenient enough, so will not be attempted.
Hungry children it is.
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The switch to progressive lenses happened far sooner than I was hoping.
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Graying in the beard stayed away for a long time, and then in a matter of a year, decided to attack with all of its might. (Probably the same on my head too, but I’ve been shaving it forever so I wouldn’t know)
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Heartburn troubles. Though that was less about ageing and more about gaining weight after quitting smoking twelve years ago.
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CHS, CSS, CRS. can’t hear shit, can’t ses shit, can"t remember shit
The being held at arms length because of fear of breaking something
