Thursday, April 14, 2011

It's all downhill from here!!!

Last year I celebrated turning 50. I didn't get depressed about reaching the half century mark or worry about getting older, I embraced this new milestone in my life. I looked forward to that next phase with no children left in the house and the time to do all the things I had put off because I was too busy with life before that. Little did I know that once I turned 50 my mailbox would turn into a scary place that held small messages telling me I am old now and everyday could be my last. First a parcel turned up with a free Bowel Cancer test Kit. Congratulations on turning 50 but beware you are now at an even  higher risk to contract bowl cancer. Just follow the instructions and we will take it from there. Ok that was a little bit of a worry. Next came the letter telling me that now I am 50 my risk of Breast Cancer had increased significantly but not to worry you can ring this number and book in for a free Breast Screening. Blood pressure, cholesterol you name it apparently once you turn 50  you are probably going to be afflicted by one of these things or a myriad of others no one has sent me a letter about yet. Now instead of enjoying this time of my life and doing all the things I had planned on doing I will be too busy having all my ins and outs poked, prodded, squeezed and xrayed.

4 comments:

Burgundy Primettes said...

LOL Jackie, yep been there done that LOL, you forgot the TV ads about planning your funeral!! apparently were old now :-)) Sandra

Anonymous said...

well as l am nearing the 50 mark myself l have to wonder where all the years have gone ? so l will be intouch no doubt with my inner and outer self, very soon...
but as a friend said to me she loves being 50 cos that means she has got there all safe and sound, and can actually be proud of reaching the big "50", so love to all you 50 year olds XXXXXX Lindy

Nettie's Blog said...

Ha Ha Ha...welcome to the other side of life girl...wait until it is your 60th and they repeat all the above and more...but the doctor pats you hand and calls you "dear".... and you even start writing the bucket list instead of thinking about it...because your afraid you will forget what a bucket list is...he he

The Carolina Peddler said...

Welcome to the club! I just had #58 this week. At least I remember my birthday. :^)