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I recently visited my parents. My parents are in their 80’s. They’re beginning to get old.
When people start getting old, things just go wrong with the body. When you ask the doctor why these things are happening, the doctor will look at you and say, “You’re old.”
I find the fact my parents are getting old to be selfish on their part.
Because it’s making me into a hypochondriac.
My Mom is waiting to have her second knee surgery. Due to this fact, I’m constantly imagining knee issues that I don’t actually have. Sometimes I run with a knee brace because my mom’s knee is hurting her. It makes no sense except it kind of does. If you don’t think hard.
My Dad had red lines on his arm that have since gone away but appear on my arm when I’m tired, emotional, and wearing a knee brace.
It also doesn’t help that whenever we drive by a funeral home, my Mom points out it’s a funeral home and whether or not it’s the one that my parents have purchased a burial program from. I know where all of the funeral homes in Riverton, Utah are. It’s a bit of trivia that’s fun for dinner parties.
The whole thing is freaking me out. And I’m too young to freak out.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get up and move around for a moment. My back is stiff from sitting in the same position for too long.