As part of my annual physical, my doctor ordered blood work to check on all my vitals. I was pleasantly surprised to learn I am in good health with one exception. I have a slight Vitamin D deficiency. I assumed this was the result of living in a semi-permanent state of sunshine deprivation. Apparently it is also an indicator of potential problems with bone density.
I am trying to be mindful of my posture so I don’t end up hunched over as I get older. But I don’t know that I am winning the fight.
This past weekend I saw an older man I see all the time who takes a vigorous walk along a busy street here in town. He walks very quickly and he carries a short stick that pumps up and down as his arms swing from side-to-side. He’s the picture of health except for his posture. He’s got the distinctive curve in his back that is a sign of osteoporosis.
I was driving down that busy street with my husband when I saw the older man. I said, “Look, it’s a glimpse into my future. You know, when I get older.”
My husband said, “I’m not getting older.”
“Really,” I said. “That’s interesting.”
My husband said, “Look at me, hon. I’m Benjamin Button. I’m getting younger.”
And that, in a nutshell, describes the difference in our worldview.
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