This is the inevitable thread for ILxors in their forties

I always have back pain. I just attribute it to "lol old, also sit up straight dummy" at this point.

Had surgery three weeks ago to correct a compressed ulnar nerve in my left arm. Incision is taking it's sweet time healing all the way.

The rest of my 40s are going to suck, aren't they.

Upper, lower, middle back, Morbz?

left middle-lower

Saggy mattress? I can definitely trace my back pain to mattress + increasing girth.

Yeah, I try to sleep flat on my back w/a pillow under my knees when I get back pain.

well I sleep with my bed titled to ease the acid reflux. But yeah, mattress is old and crap.

Lord Paillasse?

Tilted means your back is still bearing weight.

usually sleep on my side (the right since pain started obv)

but pain is not as bad as it was in January.

Seen a chiropractor at all or anybody, really?

as an ILXOR in my 40s, I can confirm that GOOD POSTURE is urgent and key - even making the effort to sit up straighter at yr desk can have a tremendously positive effect on neck and back pain

I sleep on my side as well, and trial and error has led to this successful formula: an extra pillow to straighten my neck, and a pillow between my legs to elevate my top leg and straighten my spine. I'm still grinked up in the morning, but it eases by my 2nd cup of coffee.

I see my GP every summer, and that takes effort.

ppl our age really can't eat Indian food w/out sacrifice, eh?

tmi

wow, earliest sign here of my back pain that turned out to be Something Serious, unrelated to posture. Had no idea it started in winter.

Hesitated this time before throwing out mailing w/ AARP card.

My vision has gone 'bifocalish', ie I gotta take the glasses off to read.

― Dr Morbius, Wednesday, August 27, 2008 11:05 AM (4 years ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

This is driving me fkin CRAZY. I just got new frames, which I love, but I only get to wear em 15% of the time. I opted not to get the progressive lenses bc I was afraid it would be annoying but...

Also damn but I (b.1970) spent 2012 feeling just physically OLD.

I feel great, I realize I'm fortunate to remember things other people don't, and I wouldn't trade that for anything. My sister doesn't remember our grandfather, for example - he died in 1975. I think she feels this loss, it's a piece of her history she can only access through pictures.

a sign of middle age truculence ids you're stil lwilling to put up with the morning after Indian food.

(yes i have passed out of strict eligibility for this thread, whatcha gonna do abt it?)

Hi dere

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZ7NMg3-E50

Welp.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VB74GuvPBh8

lol u old

When I was a young, I lolled as a young. When I became an old, I put away slacks that only went as high as my waist.

Oof. Hello.

Whassup fellow elders!

Two months to go then I'm hitting the next thread up, bye-bye 40s it was (not) fun

Three years and two months for me still, so let's see how the last quarter of fortydom plays out.

http://blog.mtgprice.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/Pain.jpg

I have 47 months of my 40s left. Wheeeee!

on the plus side - I've felt so jaded in my 40's, that rather than worrying about illness and mortality, I started thinking: let's not be so reductive about death here.

one month left for me.
~ sigh ~

Same. Thirty-one days exactly!

See y'all in a few months!

I feel like I should throw a party but I have hearing damage and it would basically involve me having a five-hour migraine and hiding from people. I do want to celebrate, though. Just trying to figure out how.

post that effortlessly sum up being in your forties tbh.

and lol at calzino. eventual death doesn’t seem nearly so much of a bad deal as it once did.

Seriously, sadly.

Just realized even though they just started that my 40s are already 1/40th over. Guess I need to hurry up and write that book or whatever it is I'm doing with this stupid 'life' thing before I'm a brittle dusty mummy.

My own (hopefully distant) death, although unwelcome, has much less fear and anxiety for me now compared to the not-that-far-off deaths of certain people around me. I know I'll cope when they pass on, but being 18 and not having to think about any of that seems like it happened to a different person in a different century (oh wait that last part is true). OTOH all of that is usually blocked out by the constant front-and-centre problem of not having any money.

Old Lunch get busy ! Stumbling forward pretending you know what you’re doing is fun

40s not working out so far

9 more glorious months

just under 12 months left gods willing

I think I learned a lot of stuff this decade, unfortunately a lot of it was learned the hard way but at least I learned.

unless personal growth is a sick trick our brains play on us to disguise the march towards oblivion

“God wiling” is right. One of the things I’ve realized is that I can be struck down any day now.

unless personal growth is a sick trick our brains play on us to disguise the march towards oblivion

it’s this

i recently became one of these :(

My own (hopefully distant) death, although unwelcome, has much less fear and anxiety for me now compared to the not-that-far-off deaths of certain people around me.

yeah :( ... I feel like the past year has been a consistent stream of people I know dying, some older, some fellow 40-somethings, some much younger. Apart from that, my 40s are so much better than my 30s.

I remember someone telling me that 40 is the cut-off point for "promising". By then, you've either delivered on your promise or you haven't.

But enjoy your 40s, people. I'm in my early 50s, and I can report it's worse.

I remember someone telling me that 40 is the cut-off point for "promising". By then, you've either delivered on your promise or you haven't.

But enjoy your 40s, people. I'm in my early 50s, and I can report it's worse.

posts very much in character

agree about the inadequacy of "potential" and "failure" as concepts - they're just wrong ways of seeing the world, and super-especially wrong ways of seeing oneself. one of the things i've been working on with my counselor. my potential was always some shit other people were trying to lay on me, until the point where it internalized. but i don't think i care about most of that tbh. the paths i cd've taken would have had their own quiddities and agonies, and i don't believe any of them would have taken me any closer to who i want to be.

acceptance isn't acquiescence. i think i'm beginning to understand the satisfaction of that bare high-wattage bulb. think it throws a lot of unnecessary baggage into the shadows where it belongs.