You’ve done it every day of your life, but when is the last time you thought about your tooth brushing routine?
Are you still following the brushing instructions you were given for cleaning a youthful mouth some 30 or even 60 years ago?
When I woke from surgery for breast cancer there was a painting of a dragonfly on the ceiling above my bed. One ritual I developed to help myself prepare for surgery was to walk on the beach daily.
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For most of my life, I took my body for granted. As a young woman, when I ate a piece of cheesecake, my metabolism devoured it with a fiery determination. When I exercised on January 1st, my overindulgence on New Year’s Eve was a distant memory. All of my senses were assumptions and my memories were set in stone.
I saw a startling statistic that alarmed me, and I think it will alarm you as well. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, an older adult is treated for a fall in the Emergency Room every 11 seconds, and an elderly person dies from a fall every 19 minutes!
When it comes to aging, while concerns about sagging skin, baggy eyes and low energy might preoccupy your thoughts, they can seem superficial when it comes to fears of developing Alzheimer’s or cognitive decline, losing your memory and developing dementia.
Antibiotic use in the United States is among the highest in the world. In fact, this class of drugs is prescribed to four out of five Americans every year. They are an effective treatment and prevention for a variety of bacterial infections ranging from pneumonia to UTIs. And most of us have taken antibiotics at some point in our lives.
I moved a few towns over in late March and got a call from a former neighbor today. She called to apologize for taking so long to call me. She had good reason.
My hip hurt for years; I started limping. But I lived with the pain because I didn’t want to pay attention to it when there were so many more interesting things to do!
When friends suggested hip replacement, I recoiled. Hip replacement was a dirty word in my life. I felt shame. Hip replacement was for other people, for old people, not me. Not me.