Tuesday, July 17, 2012

I'm Fine

I’m Fine

There’s nothing whatever the matter with me.
I’m just as healthy as I can be.
I have arthritis in both my knees,
and when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.

My pulse is weak and my blood is thin,
but I’m awfully well for the shape I’m in.
I think my liver is out of whack,
and a terrible pain is in my back.

My hearing is poor, my sight is dim.
Most everything seems to be out of trim,
but I’m awfully well for the shape I’m in.

I have arch supports for both my feet
or I wouldn’t be able to go on the street.
Sleeplessness I have night after night,
and in the morning I’m just a sight.

My memory is failing, my head’s in a spin.
I’m peacefully living on aspirin,
but I’m awfully well for the shape I’m in
The moral is, as this tale we unfold,
that for you and me who are growing old,
it’s better to say "I’m fine" with a grin
than to let them know the shape we’re in.

— Cardinal Cushing

This is a poem sent to me by a very good friend when I was really feeling down. It did pep me up and made me laugh. When you can laugh, you experience good things and lessening of pain is one of them. I have another good poem I'll publish next week, but I'm soliciting more. If any of you have funny things in regard to pain or growing old or so on, I would love for you to send it to me. It really helps me when I am not doing as well as I would like to be doing.

Having said that, I am doing much better today after having a rotten weekend. Maybe it's because we don't do our pool exercises on Saturday and Sunday. It seems that five days a week is enough though.

Take care, dear friends and have a great week.



  1. When I read that poem I was shocked..shocked that my name wasn't the author! It's hell getting old (pardon my french) but hopefully when I'm your young age I will be doing as well. Hang in there and remember all who love you and are grateful that you have this cool blog and didn't think that at your age tackling the computer world of communication would be to daunting...Now you have a good week! (and I mean it!)

  2. Cute poem, Mom. I'm glad you have such good friends to send things like that to cheer you up. And I'm glad you are feeling a little better!

    See you Monday!!


  3. The was such a cute poem. I am smiling on this one. I feel I am rapidly starting to feel the pains of being older. Drats; what's up with that? I think on my world I will not have any pain or growing old. Thanks, for the lift and for our blogging friendship. You are the best.
    I hope you have a good week.
    Blessings and hugs!

  4. I am emailing you another cute piece Darlene, in a similar vein - it is too long to feature here, but I think you'll enjoy it.
    Hope you continue to feel better this week.
    All the best to you and Dick.

  5. Sweet Darlene, that poem got me giggling a bit. I'm full of pain too as I go about my daily chores and by midday I feel better until evening when pains returns. Getting old isn't for sissies, that's for sure. My feet, my knees, my back, my hips and neck all seems to give me complaints.

    I wish that I had a poem for you but I try not to dwell on my pain as much as I can except for the groans now and then. I too am not too bad for the shape I'm in. Hahaha.

    I'll be 66 in the fall and I know that I'm just a spring chicken but hair is thinning a lot, or is it my feathers, lol...

    I hope that you have a great week and that you get some aging poems to cheer you up.

    Take care my friend. You are not alone.

    Hugs, JB

  6. I remember that little ditty from years ago. It's cute! :)
    Just discovered I need hearing aids..and I am NOT at all pleased about it. Already wearing glasses... *sigh*
    Thank you for stopping by..and yes, it was Yaya blog where I found you...(always looking for anyone with gray hair! :):)

  7. That made for a good laugh!
    My contribution must be that it feels great to be partly recycled ;-)

    PS I'll have to look out for photos of Norwegian food :-)