Just a few hours ago, I received a call from my mom, who had her gallbladder removed this morning. Since then [and a whole lot, recently], I thought about all the wonderful ailments I get to look forward to as I grow old:

  • I am the only one in my immediate family with a gallbladder.
  • My grandfather had his first heart attack in his early 40s or late 30s.
  • Mother and grandmother both have had knee replacements. My mom was probably one of the youngest in the entire facility when hers was done, just a few months ago.
  • Grandmother has had a hip replacement.
  • Aaaand a handful of ailments that I’d rather not go into detail on here.

Joyous.