I had surgery last week to repair a hernia. Man, nothing will make you feel old like having a "hernia." That's something I associate with my grandpa, not me. This experience has me looking right in the eyes of middle age. I texted mk the other day, "I don't want to die." Yesterday, a person asked me what I would do with my life if I was wealthy and didn't need money? I replied that I would continue to support research to end aging and age-related decline. It's nuts to me that there isn't a, "Manhattan project," who's sole mission is to eradicate aging. I truly believe future generations will marvel at the fact that we just accepted aging as a given. I'm sore. The first three days were rough. They prescribed Hydrocodone, which is an opiate. It was immediately clear to me as to why there is an opioid epidemic. The stuff makes you feel very, very good. Like a warm hug. Thankfully, they didn't prescribe too much or too little. By day 3 they were gone and the pain was totally manageable. Sneezing hurts. Laughing hurts. But I can already tell that I'll be stronger once I heal than I felt prior to surgery. The company is doing well. We are growing a new product line which should provide enough revenue for us to pursue some ambitious clinical work. Not a, "Manhattan Project," but at least some steps forward. Headed to Northern Michigan for much of the summer. Hope you are all doing well. Onward!
It's a mind shift for sure. I'm still not out of the old way of thinking yet - but perhaps some day. fantastic! I hope you have an amazing time!I truly believe future generations will marvel at the fact that we just accepted aging as a given.
Headed to Northern Michigan for much of the summer.
That’s what a camera is for. Just be careful you don’t use your phone and have your S.O find the photo. She’ll think you are up to something...
You’re hired! Come on over and take care of me. You can teach me how to use plugins and set up some studio speakers while you’re at it.
Glad surgery went well for you. Years ago I had kidney stones and they gave me a shot of Dilaudid and I really hated it. As it wore off the nurse gave me a second shot as I tried to tell her no. Didn't even get to finish my sentence. If I ever find myself in that situation again I'm going to claim I'm allergic.
I am currently binging Altered Carbon. It sounds like your proposed "Manhattan project" for ageing. It is also a good watch and food for my nightmares 🤣🤣 I also got opioids once , after my ACL surgery and I also had the same thought. We were three people in the room, all of us got the same surgery. We were in pain, puking, barely able to eat anything, the weather outside was rainy and dark. One pill and we were all serene and the day was beautiful. Everything was just "good". I enjoyed the rain and it's smell. Powerful shit.
I've been learning to ride with aero bars. They're just clip-on on my road bike, but after a couple weeks of being unable to do it they clicked in my head. Now they feel really natural at least on good pavement. I can't imagine bombing down some of the big hills with less wind resistance and my hands on bars that don't have brakes. Now I want a tri bike.
Two weddings to go to this summer. I hope I am able to make both. Declining, and painfully. I'm going back to cardiac rehab sometime soon though, and that helped a little bit last time. Treasure your health. Treasure your bodies ability to do what you ask of it.