There are several things I was not told about growing old. I guess they were kept to themselves so they could laugh at us like we did at them. Well it any funny. Maybe a little bit. OK, so it's very funny. Hair pops out at the strangest places. And now my eyes are so bad I don't know where I'm getting new ones, which is OK since I can't keep up with the old ones.
The three on the top of my right ear are black and clash against the white above the ear. Don't get me wrong. I am thankful I have hair above the ears and not just in or on the ears. I didn't think this was going to happen. Three bald brothers, a bald father, one bald grandfather. Then there was mom's side. Two bald brothers and a father who died at 81 with a full head of hair. Thank you grandpa Samuel.
The one that annoys me the most is a very fine hair under my left eye that I cannot see until it gets very long. It is blond. I don't know how that happened, because I have never been a blond even in my fun years. It is the skinniest little sucker. I cannot see it in a mirror. Not even a magnified mirror (last time I used a magnifying mirror I was in high school squeezing out blackheads - dumb - which is worse - a face full of black heads or little red spots everywhere).I see this little bugger as a fuzzy blur that pops in and out of my peripheral vision. It is never a solid view. It just waves there like a flag. That does not mean I can see it in a way I can get hold of it. Annoying! My wife could find it with assistance. My love, I need you now. But alas, she has gone on to heaven leaving me to fend for myself. I do have the one under the left eye figured out. After grasping around in several places I am able to get it between fingernails and pull it out. It must not be very deep.
However, the real problem is one I just found today somewhere in the peripheral vision of my right eye. I don't have clue where it's connected. I feel like Louis and Clark trying to find the head waters of the Missouri. It's there somewhere but it must be in Canada.
2 comments:
Talking about peripheral vision, keep turning your eyes in that direction and you'll see just fine. No need to shed tears over eyesight long gone bye bye...!
Have a grand day, even if new hairs are the only thing happening right now....
Your understanding friend......Ragna
Enjoyed your story and I can relate. When i was a teenager I always wondered why old people had so much hair in the wrong places...couldn't they see them??? Now I realize, ya, WE CAN'T.... Mystery solved. Ha.
I went out and purchased a 25X mirror and now I can see EVERYTHING!!! (maybe your next xmas gift?? )
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