Although it's not mathematically possible, my bones say otherwise.
And, yes 80 is a stretch.
Would you buy 50?
The bones in my lower back, are age 50.
Explains why there are days when I feel that a good scooter chair or cane would help.
I have osteoarthritis and some degeneration going on with my L5.
It's been causing me pain for weeks now, even when we were in Hawaii, which sucked.
I have psoriasis, and psoriatic arthritis is a relative that can show up at any time.
Yeah, I hate when that happens literally and figuratively.
So that combined with some bone spurs in my pelvis and pubic bone, I've aged 12 years in less than a month.
Oh and lets not forget, childbirth makes things worse in the old bones down there.
No wonder my labors were bound to split me in two.
How's that for magic Criss Angel?
So this crap sucks.
I'm taking Glucosamine and will be starting yoga.
So let's recap all the geriatric words I've used today:
I wasn't really aware where my L5 was until today.
I asked the doctor, "any relation to Maroon 5?!" and he had NO IDEA what the hell I was talking about.
So I'm old.
Older than I thought.
To celebrate my 50th birthday,I'm going to have a tall glass of
It anyone comments about better being over the hill than under it gets a kick to the ass.