There are many things that I like about getting older. I don't care as much about chasing the money since having kids. I have a day job now that I really love even though it can frustrate the crap out of me. I find that I still want to be with children more than adults.
I went for my physical today. I have not had one in awhile since I see several doctors for chronic problems. Can't do much about the osteoarthritis because of my reflux and IBS - aspirin and other arthritis meds can set off my gastro issues. My waist is little thicker now. My C-section pouch is more noticeable to me. I gained a few pounds even though I am as active as ever and don't eat much. I snack more than I eat - several small meals a day. Very moderate on the junk. I am much warmer than ever. I was always cold. I need to wear reading glasses even with my contacts in when I read or work on the computer. Yes, it appears that perimenopause has set in. No idea how many years that can last. Still need the mammogram and pelvic ultrasound.
I normally do not complain about my chronic issues except to my immediate family. Even when I am having a bad day, I plug along and tell the kids to work with me since I am not feeling my best that day. There are times when I need to be my own sub for a period or two. I don't understand people who constantly complain about their health issues. Doesn't everybody have their own issues? I don't want sympathy. I want to be able to do what I can while I still can. It's no one's business but my own. I don't want people to know when I am having an IBS attack. What are they going to do about it except tolerate my whining?