I hate getting older. Hate it. For one reason and one reason only. My body continues to betray me. Tomorrow I need to do two things. I need to call the urologist and reschedule my upcoming appointment. I'd forgotten all about it until I found my appointment card and realized the appointment is supposed to be the day before the wedding. Normally not a big deal, but I'll have company at the house and I don't think taking them to the urologist is a good way to entertain. The second thing I need to do is set up an appointment with an orthopedist. Ken saw one he really likes, so I need to get this guy's name and hope he can see me before my fucking foot falls off.
Otherwise, I've had no issues with aging.