Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Fuss, Fight or Run a Foot Race?

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READY TO FUSS, FIGHT OR RUN A FOOT RACE?  NOT REALLY!

YOUR PERSONAL GPS
You might find your destination better if you remember
It Is More Important To Give Life To Your Years
Than To Give Years To Your Life

Don't worry about your heart, it will last as long as you live.
W. C. Fields


After a year's hiatus, how am I doing?  Well, it's true, I'm no longer looking to Fuss, Fight or Run a Foot Race.  That said, I'm doing well considering that I am just a few days away from my 82nd  birthday.  I am still recovering from the total replacement of my left hip.  I have no pain but I am not totally stable, I walk with a cane just to be safe.

I am truly blessed to have a competent, caring physician, Dr. Matthew Finneran.  He has shown his personal concern for my health time-after-time over a 30-or-so-year period.  When I had my 70th birthday I told him I had 25 years of active plans and I would then need an additional 5 years to wind things down.  I asked if he could handle that and he assured me he could and would start by increasing my exams from every six months to every three months.

Last week I did a fasting blood work up for my lab checks and yesterday I received the results.

 HAPPINESS IS NOTHING MORE THAN GOOD HEALTH AND A BAD MEMORY!
Albert Schweitzer

The results of the lab check on my vitals were truly remarkable.  I struggle with my blood sugar but the A1C, a three month average, was 6.5, in the safe zone of 7 or less.  As Dr. Finneran pointed out, that will go down as my exercise increases with fair weather.  My blood pressure, which is normally 130/70 was 117/69.  Think of that for an 82-year-old man.

As encouraging as the doctor was about my physical health, he was just as enthusiastic that "I still have such a keen mind" and that "I still have places to go and things to do".  I don't know about the "Keen Mind" part but I do have "Places to go and things to do".

Among my many exciting plans for Julie and I in 2013 is sailing again.  My sailing plans are the subject of another blog but suffice it to say that I plan to spend weeks this year in my sail boat, the s/v Christy Anne, on the Ohio River.

When I was born in 1931, my life expectancy was just 59.4 years.  When I reached age 80 my life expectancy became 86.4 years.  The longer you live, the longer you are expected to live.  If I make it to age 95 the odds are I will make it to 100.  Think of that!

Quality of life, that's the question.  I still make a difference.  Last night I diced 18 pounds of onions for my step-daughter, Jacky's, hot dog sale for the Akron Urban League.

IF I KNEW I WAS GOING TO LIVE THIS LONG
 I WOULD HAVE TAKEN CARE OF MYSELF!  Mickey Mantle


BLESS YOUR LITTLE IRISH HEART
AND EVERY OTHER IRISH PART!

God Bless You and Your's
   

1 comment:

Phatmom said...

You're doing better than people half your age! Keep up the good work! I'm proud of you!