I went to a large hardware/home maintenance store that has lots of aisles and products and stuff…yet now if you want keys made, you walk up to a machine. Really. You push buttons and choose designs and get your keys.
Okay. Kind of sad somehow, but okay.
I got to thinking…after having a weekend of being busy in the yard and other places and wondering why it’s become so hard to get up of the ground and what in the world is going on with my knees….what if we baby boomers could walk up to a vending machine and order new body parts?
Knees creaking? Hit button 2. Arms wearing out? Button 3. Eyes going? Hit buttons 4 and 5 (don’t worry, they’re in large print.) Why would I want to do this? Well let’s see.
Let’s take a look at the baby boomer’s guide to our bodies.
- Feet. If you’ve reached 60 and you actually (a) still wear open-toed shoes, (b) do not have to get up in the morning and immediately tape your toes or heels, or (c) can wear high heels or cowboy boots for more than 3 hours without beginning to have pain-induced hallucinations, you are lucky. Good on you. For the rest of us, we’d be choosing new feet with no plantar fasciitis or planter plate failure or bad toes or high arches or any other joys of aging.
Imagine…wearing those cute shoes again. Dancing again. Sandals. Sigh.
- Arms if you raise your arms, do you feel like you have two ornamental flags flying? The joys of aging. Michelle Obama has the arms we want. What we generally have falls a bit short, though my personal goal is to go sleeveless and not care. Not there yet. But if a machine would let me get them, I’d be all over it.
- Eyes. Can you read this without sitting across the room? Have you had cataracts yet? Do you have a pair of glasses in every room of the house? Congratulations, you are a boomer. And you get bonus points if you have ever looked for your glasses for more than 2 hours and they were on your head the whole time.
- Ears. Want me to speak up? Television loud enough? Please. For the sake of those around you, see a physician. Really, it’s okay.
- Joints. When did it get so hard to get up out of a chair…and off the floor? It could be added to the Olympics. It’s not fair. But it is what it is. I recently bathed my dog…it was an Olympic event. Some of you know what I am talking about.
- Brain. Please put this machine in the nearest gas station as soon as possible. Let’s see, why would we need a new brain? where are the keys. Where is the car. What day is it. Where did I put that. Have I paid that bill. What did she just say? Did I RSVP for that. I used to know the words to that. How old am I…wait, I’ll check….
Maybe one day.
You never know.
“There are no gains without pains.”