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Does my bladder know it's middle-aged? Apparently so. Scarcely three months into my restful old age, I started running into the loo 6-7 times a day. I started losing weight even though I avoid exercising like the plague. (Although I must say I do eat a lot less rice in retirement.) "AHA!" exclaimed one of my smartass Googly friends. "You sound diabetic! Woohoo!" And after googling & Binging all over, I have to agree -- I do seem to have all the symptoms of a diabetic. I am seeing my doctor in 2 weeks for confirmation (KAISER doctors have more patients than the Vatican has saints.) So, I have decided to stop using the word *glorious* in reference to retirement. Now, I'm just pissed.