Growing old sucks

[flemmings]

Alive but. Mostly I'm in a taking about the morning spasms that make getting to the bathroom a matter of stumble flail owowow. I *must* find the right in-bed stretch to stop the hip seizing up the way it does: because after I've stumble-flailed down the hallway it's lways much better. Massage worked for a bit there but then the knee went ballistic, and it's been 'cling to wall, cling to railing, cling to doorframe' ever since.

Maybe I should just resign myself to diapers.