I AM IN TROUBLE.
“When you do nothing then nothing will be done about something.” Tom Short.
I am in trouble because I do not breathe properly. I went to the doctor about my health. I did a breathing test and failed the exam. Because I am 76 years of age I was not put in the corner with a dunces cap. I was put on an inhalation puffer system from the chemist. I am not breathing properly through my nose only through the mouth, bad I was told. Always yawning, snoring at night. Hell, I am not getting anything right.
How do I fix it? I have to breathe deeply in through my nose. For me that seems hard to do as my nose seems to always be blocked. Anyway I will give it a go as it is supposed to help block germs in the nasal cavity. Breathing deeply and slowly is what they tell us to do when we are stressing out. Not as easy to learn at my age. So how will I go about it?
I used the inhaler for a while and decided at my age using it is silly and there must be a better way to get my breathing right. The only way I know is to go back 50 years to what I was good at, swimming. So I did. After a couple of months my breathing was deeper and slower. I was also healthier and fitter.
I threw away the puffer as I passed the breath test easily. I have been reminded of the old saying, move it or lose it. Just because you are retiring you do not have to sit in a heap and wait to die. I do not know how I was able to get everything done before I retired. Now a days I have so much on the go it is not funny. Being involved with community activity can be a great help for my mental and physical well-being.
“Lack of action breeds a lack of ability.” Tom Short.
for your time, Tom Short.
Laughter is the best medicine ……………………………………………………
While stitching a cut on the hand of a 75 year old farmer,
whose hand was caught in the squeeze gate while working cattle,
the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man.
Eventually the topic got around to politicians and their role as our leaders.
The old farmer said, “Well, as I see it, most politicians are ‘Post Tortoises’.’
Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a ‘post tortoise’ was.
The old farmer said, “When you’re driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a tortoise balanced on top, that’s a post tortoise.”
The old farmer saw the puzzled look on the doctor’s face so he continued to explain. “You know he didn’t get up there by himself, he doesn’t belong up there, he doesn’t know what to do while he’s up there, he’s elevated beyond his ability to function, and you just wonder what kind of dumb arse put him up there to begin with.”
Best explanation of a politician I’ve ever heard.