Mullardman
Moderately extreme...
I'll expand on my contribution after a bit of background... but the Executive Summary amounts to 'Don't leave things too late'.
I'm 72 next Feb and retired, but my route here was not chosen.
Briefly.. Bad career choices early on, plus the effects of Thatcher, obliged me to return to education in my 30s. My 'second' career was cut short 20+ years ago by a heart attack. I took early retirement whilst not thinking too rationally. I went back to work a few years later having realised I wasn't dead yet. I found myself clinging on by my fingernails until eventually 'disposed of' (like most of my profession) in my 64th year.
In those last years I was desperate to retire. I was long term tired, in ways not resolved by a 'lie in' on a Saturday morning. But.. worried about money.. I clung on as long as I could. I won't detail it here.
Despite the heart issues and a couple of small strokes.. I thought I was pretty fit. I had a routine of swimming, walking and weight training.
But.. gradually, my 'exercise tolerance' declined. I'm diagnosed with moderate heart failure...plus the damage from the original MI. Add in shagged out knee joints and the walking gets harder. Swimming is out under 'Covid'.
Due to all of the above, I seem to be always trying to catch up.
Realised a year ago that I was slowing down...
So.. It was time to sort out the house, decorate..new carpets etc. etc. IOW, 'batten down the hatches'.. then sit back. The next redecorating..major repairs etc, would be done by anyone but me.
Covid gave me the excuse and in Feb I bought everything needed to re-decorate all through.
But.. 'Best laid plans etc...' Things went slowly and I've still to complete one room.
A few weeks back, I woke up one morning feeling absolutely knackered. It didn't improve in days. I felt like the old ticker had changed...for the worse. I spent a night in hospital with a very low and erratic heart rate.. which has seemingly sorted itself out... but what caused it? Full bloods ordered by my Doc are all fine,
which points back to the ticker. I had another 24 hour heart monitor.. but no results so far...
So.. I'm much more tired than I used to be and much less inclined to do stuff. A lot of the time I don't have the will and when I do have the will I don't have the energy.
How much of this is down to just 'ageing' and how much to other issues I don't know... but I just want everything sorted so I can choose to relax.. exercise.. or whatever without DIY hanging over me. So.. much as I hate to give in.. I may have to 'get a man in'.
To use a 'hip' phrase... 'What's the takeaway?'
1. Never regret bad choices. You can't change them. Learn and move on.
2. Do it now... because..
3. Tomorrow isn't guaranteed.
I'm 72 next Feb and retired, but my route here was not chosen.
Briefly.. Bad career choices early on, plus the effects of Thatcher, obliged me to return to education in my 30s. My 'second' career was cut short 20+ years ago by a heart attack. I took early retirement whilst not thinking too rationally. I went back to work a few years later having realised I wasn't dead yet. I found myself clinging on by my fingernails until eventually 'disposed of' (like most of my profession) in my 64th year.
In those last years I was desperate to retire. I was long term tired, in ways not resolved by a 'lie in' on a Saturday morning. But.. worried about money.. I clung on as long as I could. I won't detail it here.
Despite the heart issues and a couple of small strokes.. I thought I was pretty fit. I had a routine of swimming, walking and weight training.
But.. gradually, my 'exercise tolerance' declined. I'm diagnosed with moderate heart failure...plus the damage from the original MI. Add in shagged out knee joints and the walking gets harder. Swimming is out under 'Covid'.
Due to all of the above, I seem to be always trying to catch up.
Realised a year ago that I was slowing down...
So.. It was time to sort out the house, decorate..new carpets etc. etc. IOW, 'batten down the hatches'.. then sit back. The next redecorating..major repairs etc, would be done by anyone but me.
Covid gave me the excuse and in Feb I bought everything needed to re-decorate all through.
But.. 'Best laid plans etc...' Things went slowly and I've still to complete one room.
A few weeks back, I woke up one morning feeling absolutely knackered. It didn't improve in days. I felt like the old ticker had changed...for the worse. I spent a night in hospital with a very low and erratic heart rate.. which has seemingly sorted itself out... but what caused it? Full bloods ordered by my Doc are all fine,
which points back to the ticker. I had another 24 hour heart monitor.. but no results so far...
So.. I'm much more tired than I used to be and much less inclined to do stuff. A lot of the time I don't have the will and when I do have the will I don't have the energy.
How much of this is down to just 'ageing' and how much to other issues I don't know... but I just want everything sorted so I can choose to relax.. exercise.. or whatever without DIY hanging over me. So.. much as I hate to give in.. I may have to 'get a man in'.
To use a 'hip' phrase... 'What's the takeaway?'
1. Never regret bad choices. You can't change them. Learn and move on.
2. Do it now... because..
3. Tomorrow isn't guaranteed.