You Know You’re Old When…


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This past weekend was my dad’s 80th birthday party. I love parties – visiting with people I haven’t seen in a long time, organizing the layout of chairs and tables, etc. Yet I was thrown yet a curve ball the night before driving down to my parent’s home in Oregon, I woke up in the middle of the night, soaked in sweat, dizzy, nauseated and in the midst of a coughing fit that was bound to set a world record.

Rather than leaving at 10 AM, I was at the doctor’s office. It seems I have bronchitis, an ear infection and something called costochondritis which is the swelling of your soft tissues between your ribs and breast bone. After a quick stop at the pharmacy for an antibiotic and a muscle relaxant, we were on our way.

You know those jokes that start with “you know you’re a redneck when?” – I now have my own version: “you know you’re old when…” You know you’re old when you are chatting folks up at a party and have a coughing fit that’s so bad you pee your pants!” Thank God I made it to the loo before that happened but I was still mortified! Here I was with people almost twice my age and I’m the own who peed my pants!

Really?

Note to self: remember to take your cough syrup right before you go out to a party!

Happy Monday.

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