As I get
older, little things that change in my body send my mind on a rant about how I
am going blind or deaf or I am going to live out my remaining years in ill
health or die tomorrow from some exotic disorder...or...or...or...you get the
picture. A trip to the doctor usually
lays all my worries to rest...
AT THE END
OF THE DAY...I'm not going blind...my eyes are perfectly healthy...I just have
dry eyes...I've always said getting old is not for wimps.
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