I finally hit that age where I have to start taking pills, I fought it as long as I could. I do not like the thought of taking pills, I’ve always enjoyed skipping that section on forms, but this may be part of my life now. The current pill is one of those ones I have to take for 90 days and probably see if it’s helping at all. I don’t know what they’ll do if it isn’t working, hopefully give up and leave me alone. I know doctors are trying to help us, but I never enjoyed going to the doctors office. And I was successful at staying away until I got full-time and then we had to get our blood taken every year for insurance reasons I think and they’ve stuck me in the loop ever since. Growing old stinks, I enjoyed the days when I was able to burn off all that I ate and didn’t have a care in the world, now I have to try to care about my health and well being because I do have nieces and nephews to think about. I don’t care so much for my sake, but I do care for their sake. It stinks. Most people tell me how I should eat like it’s the easiest thing in the world to change eating habits and living habits, but you know it’s not. Anyways, hopefully you can last as long as I have and enjoy your life without the pains of growing old catching up to you.