Aging

I'm ok with being old. Actually. I wouldn't want to be young in this mess we live in.

I'm turning 62 and the last decade, particularly the last 1.5 years where a he'll of a rollercoaster.

6 month ago a life time of bad habits and addictions finally bit me in the ass.
Me left hand was unusable for about a month and playing felt like dragging your hands across a cheese grater.
Luckily the facility didn't go.
Even better it's finally back.

And I'm a day from 6 month clean and sober.

So yeah this body is worn and needs retreading. Lol
 
Nuno does that. Just saw a video he posted, sitting there getting pumped. I know the benefits, but for some reason it freaks me out. 🤣
Oh is that what all the hoopla of "the guitar community" on FB was all about?

Now that's hilarious.


My first wife told me about this as an alternative treatment for my COPD, as she read something about Keith Richards doing it. Plus it was so dirt cheap I tried it.
Didn't think it was gonna do jack but yeah it was amazing. In Germany it's like 150€ a treatment, in India it was 25 bucks.
The extreme amount was line 50 bucks.

Not sure how Nuno blows 60 on it. It must be like a massive amount.
 
I'll be 52 in about 4 months. But my body feels 62, and my mind is still 32. :ROFLMAO:
I'm very thankful though, my weight never fluctuates too much in either direction, I'm not on any meds and eat much better than I did 5 yrs ago.
My dad has been gone since 2007 from melanoma, and he was just 58. Hard to believe because I'm creeping up to that age. My mom is still hanging in there though, and she's had a lot of rough ailments over the years yet she always manages to bounce back. She's very determined -- a tough cookie.
 
60 next year.

When I was 19 the docs reckoned I had the body of 60-year-old. Thank you heavy-metal poisoning.

I've spent the entire interim trying to fight back to parity. Looks-wise, apart from my ridiculous weight (54kg at 6'2") and autoimmune legs (don't ask), I think I've reversed the trend. Health-wise 'though I'm still a mess. One thing after the next. I've experienced most if not all the typical old-age symptoms since I was in my 20s, thanks again to the HM's.

On the bright side, I'm tippin' that this will finally be the year that I'm able to upgrade my 2012 cheese grater to a new Mac Studio and will be able to record for the first time since 1994 (long story and not one I dwell on).

The Rig Talk job and other forum shenanigans have helped see me through the century thus far but I'm sincerely hoping that I'll be forced to dial all that back as I get back into recording. Words cannot express how exciting it is, the prospect of recording again after 32 years in-the-wilderness.

That's all I've got. Wish me luck and good luck to all you guys. Those who've been lucky-enough to have had kids and wives, more power to ya. My last girlfriend was stolen by my best mate and then died in the Black Saturday bushfires here in Melbourne and I've been single and celibate ever since. I'm definitely jelly. :LOL:
 
Everyone worrying about the state of their body in their 40s, I've got some really bad news for you! :ROFLMAO:

I was getting away with it until early 50s, but the last few years have been a bit of a bastard, and I'm currently more stuffed up physically than a lot of people I know with 10+ years on me, which rankles somewhat. Keep buggering on, though.
 
Somewhat of a minor annoyance, I wear contact lenses for distance sight, BUT, that means that I can't see close up, in detail, with them in, without wearing readers.

Over the last few years, I have all but stopped playing my PRSi on stage because on some/most stages, I simply cannot see the fret markers anymore, with any degree of consistency.

Some of that is because the PRS markers are not luminescent, they are small, and, just don't stand out much against rosewood fretboards.
 
I'll be 54 this year. And...so far, not that much has changed. A minor vision issue, random aches that are a little more frequent than the past. I'm down about 20 pounds from 6 months ago, and I'm working to go down another 10. My energy level is high, and I don't think I've ever been as sharp in my professional work. No pills needed, and working to keep it that way isn't especially hard. So I'll keep knocking on wood.

EDIT: One major difference is that my body does not tolerate alcohol like it used to. I haven't been a heavy drinker sice I was in my mid twenties. But I could have a few during and after dinner with friends and be fine. Now I feel it every time. I've had maybe 6 beers in the last year. I don't miss it.
 
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I'm ok with being old. Actually. I wouldn't want to be young in this mess we live in.

I'm turning 62 and the last decade, particularly the last 1.5 years where a he'll of a rollercoaster.

6 month ago a life time of bad habits and addictions finally bit me in the ass.
Me left hand was unusable for about a month and playing felt like dragging your hands across a cheese grater.
Luckily the facility didn't go.
Even better it's finally back.

And I'm a day from 6 month clean and sober.

So yeah this body is worn and needs retreading. Lol

Man, one would think a good scare would push most people in the right direction, but when I was in the midst of my “give me all the substances, please” phase I fell asleep one night and woke up with my left forearm being so numb it was dead weight past the elbow. I knew I had slept on it so I wasn’t concerned at first, but after being awake for a couple hours and the numbness not going away I was starting to get concerned.

It took a couple days to get full mobility back in my hand, but it was numb for a good 3-4 weeks after that. And not once did I consider going to see a doctor or changing any of my habits at the time, just nervously laughed it off and went back to ingesting substances.
 
One major difference is that my body does not tolerate alcohol like it used to. I haven't been a heavy drinker sice I was in my mid twenties. But I could have a few during and after dinner with friends and be fine. Now I feel it every time. I've had maybe 6 beers in the last year. I don't miss it.
Same here. Mid-twenties too.
 
Man, one would think a good scare would push most people in the right direction, but when I was in the midst of my “give me all the substances, please” phase I fell asleep one night and woke up with my left forearm being so numb it was dead weight past the elbow. I knew I had slept on it so I wasn’t concerned at first, but after being awake for a couple hours and the numbness not going away I was starting to get concerned.

It took a couple days to get full mobility back in my hand, but it was numb for a good 3-4 weeks after that. And not once did I consider going to see a doctor or changing any of my habits at the time, just nervously laughed it off and went back to ingesting substances.
This hand thing I had happen was at the same time I had some serious stomach thing and jaundice.
None of those had me too worried.

The left hand failing me was me hitting bottom.
For that I actually back paid insurance to get it reinstated and made doc appointments.
Which were completely useless.

You have CTS. You don't have it. You have some neurological thing you don't have it, you have trigger finger you don't have it.

At that point I remembered my old man's fix all.
Stop crying and walk it the fuck off, son.

Practicing and working was feeling like hell, until I started dousing 4 fingers tips in crazy glue.

But beating the snot out of my hand brought it back. But I do do not want to go back there ever again.
184 days sober🥳
 
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This hand thing I had happen was at the same time I had some serious stomach thing and jaundice.
None of those had me too worried.

The left hand failing me was me hitting bottom.
For that I actually back paid insurance to get it reinstated and made doc appointments.
Which were completely useless.

You have CTS. You don't have it. You have some neurological thing you don't have it, you have trigger finger you don't have it.

At that point I remembered my old man's fix all.
Stop crying and walk it the fuck off, son.

Practicing and working was feeling like hell, until I started dousing 4 fingers tips in crazy glue.

But beating the snot out of my hand brought it back. But I do do not want to go back there ever again.
184 days sober🥳

Tight work, brother, keep those days rockin and it doesn’t matter what time it is where you’re at, if ya ever hit a point you think you’re going to reset your record feel free to hit me up first!
 
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