My dad told me recently, when he started practicing medicine the old people with heart failures he was treating were often born in the late 1800s, but now those are all dead, and the people he’s treating are more likely to have a birth years that are around 1940-1950. Which is also starting to become uncomfortably close to his own, 1960.
Cause as you get older, you realize that a lot of the hype about people being “old” is manufactured. I’m closing in on 30 and I’m squarely in a zone I thought was “old” when I was 18. But I feel like I still have my whole life ahead of me. And despite a lot of fear mongering, I still feel healthy and ready for anything.
And although I definitely feel like 45 is pretty old, I know that when my parents were that age they were scoffing and telling me “45 is not that old”. I’m sure when I’m 60 I’ll be looking at retirement and think about how it’s actually not too bad to be 60 and it’s the 80 year olds that are really old.
Welp, I don’t know when from the memory is, but I do vividly remember thinking about how damn old those 14/15 year old 9th graders are. Could be 1st grade.
Basically as if the life ended at 20, and they were soon to retire.
Oh yeah. There were these 2 older neighbours 2 grades above me in primary school who once protected me from bullying in school. They were practically adults in my head, but actually I was 6-7 and they were 8-9.
With one parent who turned 80 this year and the second in their late 70s, I’ve realized there’s a difference between “elderly” and “old.” A lot of people equate the two. I think “old” always started in one’s 70s to me, even as a kid. “Elderly,” however, is not based on a number but on a physical state of being.
My dad is elderly. He’s frail and struggling to move around much. It’s hard to watch and it’s been going on and worsening for a few years now. My mom, despite being only 3 years younger, is not at all elderly. She has more energy and vivacity than many people over 20 years her junior (hell I’m in my 30s and she can do loops around me, but I got the chronic illness genes that she didn’t have). Technically, she’s old. But no one who knows her would think of her as “elderly.”
My dad told me recently, when he started practicing medicine the old people with heart failures he was treating were often born in the late 1800s, but now those are all dead, and the people he’s treating are more likely to have a birth years that are around 1940-1950. Which is also starting to become uncomfortably close to his own, 1960.
A given person’s definition of “old” is usually about 15 years older than they are. My boss is 65 and calls 70 year olds “young”.
Cause as you get older, you realize that a lot of the hype about people being “old” is manufactured. I’m closing in on 30 and I’m squarely in a zone I thought was “old” when I was 18. But I feel like I still have my whole life ahead of me. And despite a lot of fear mongering, I still feel healthy and ready for anything.
And although I definitely feel like 45 is pretty old, I know that when my parents were that age they were scoffing and telling me “45 is not that old”. I’m sure when I’m 60 I’ll be looking at retirement and think about how it’s actually not too bad to be 60 and it’s the 80 year olds that are really old.
Being 30 myself all I can say is: you poor fool
Yeah sure, everybody has different definitions and all but calling 70 year olds as young is straight up lunatic.
When I started using dating apps I found 24 year olds too old. I still have that impression memorized but it’s wild.
Welp, I don’t know when from the memory is, but I do vividly remember thinking about how damn old those 14/15 year old 9th graders are. Could be 1st grade.
Basically as if the life ended at 20, and they were soon to retire.
Oh yeah. There were these 2 older neighbours 2 grades above me in primary school who once protected me from bullying in school. They were practically adults in my head, but actually I was 6-7 and they were 8-9.
Somehow it really ended…
With one parent who turned 80 this year and the second in their late 70s, I’ve realized there’s a difference between “elderly” and “old.” A lot of people equate the two. I think “old” always started in one’s 70s to me, even as a kid. “Elderly,” however, is not based on a number but on a physical state of being.
My dad is elderly. He’s frail and struggling to move around much. It’s hard to watch and it’s been going on and worsening for a few years now. My mom, despite being only 3 years younger, is not at all elderly. She has more energy and vivacity than many people over 20 years her junior (hell I’m in my 30s and she can do loops around me, but I got the chronic illness genes that she didn’t have). Technically, she’s old. But no one who knows her would think of her as “elderly.”
I would of freaked him out. I had a heart attack when I was 36.
You always have folks who just wanna show off 😊