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John---I am truly sorry to hear of your misfortune. Good health and a set of working limbs are something we tend to take for granted, untill the passing of time takes it from us.
Thanks gents, but really, sympathy isn't what I am after.
The post is really about my reluctant loss of my mo'sickle. It is a sad loss that I will most probably regret for many years.
I was just looking on the bright side in that I will still be able to get out and about, not as far or as fast, but out of the house.
I don't want to discuss my problems in public, only to say that during the last five years, I have gone from being fit and healthy to someone who only has one fully functioning limb, my left arm, and in the last few weeks, that is showing signs of problems ahead.
So if I can get in the shop, and do what I do, then I am sure that anyone else who is starting to have problems can do the same thing, even if it is at a greatly reduced rate, as is happening to myself.
Just get in there and do the best you can, and enjoy what you can still do.
So please gents, if I go missing for any length of time, or start spouting off at someone or something, it is most probably being caused by either my medical problems or the remedies the specialists are trying me out on. So no need to ask what or why it is happening. Eventually I will return or pop up and start apologising.
I am not wanting sympathy, as I am quite happy as I am, especially as my spouse has been reprieved. But I might require a little understanding at times.
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The post is really about my reluctant loss of my mo'sickle. It is a sad loss that I will most probably regret for many years.
I was just looking on the bright side in that I will still be able to get out and about, not as far or as fast, but out of the house.
I don't want to discuss my problems in public, only to say that during the last five years, I have gone from being fit and healthy to someone who only has one fully functioning limb, my left arm, and in the last few weeks, that is showing signs of problems ahead.
So if I can get in the shop, and do what I do, then I am sure that anyone else who is starting to have problems can do the same thing, even if it is at a greatly reduced rate, as is happening to myself.
Just get in there and do the best you can, and enjoy what you can still do.
So please gents, if I go missing for any length of time, or start spouting off at someone or something, it is most probably being caused by either my medical problems or the remedies the specialists are trying me out on. So no need to ask what or why it is happening. Eventually I will return or pop up and start apologising.
I am not wanting sympathy, as I am quite happy as I am, especially as my spouse has been reprieved. But I might require a little understanding at times.
Blogs
Thanks Blogs for the up lifting words and the positive attitude you and some of the others on this form. It has really helped me since losing my wife if I hadn't found this form and got interested in the builds and the up lifting words from you guys I don't know what I would have done. Again Thanks Cliff.
Bogs;
Like you I'm a life time motorcyclist. I was fortunate to dodge a bad back issue and have managed to continue riding pain free - not so other activities though. Of late the street riding has become somewhat less enjoyable, making me think of going back to trials and dirt biking.
But if I look at it honestly the real pleasure has been in riding with my brothers and friends, even more so the time spent in a garage talking the usual chit chat - the new bikes, the old bikes, who's had the latest brain fart while riding, who's going to the next bike show, anyone got a spare whats-it, I need help next week tearing apart an engine..... People made life great, the bikes etc was icing on the cake.
You've been a great help to me, (but you don't know it), so I hope that when you can muster the energy you wander into this garage and join the gab session. As for "spouting off" and "apologies" and "requiring a little understanding" well, we all do that, but among friends bugger it - it's all water off a ducks back.....
Stay in touch,
Cheers
Garry
Like you I'm a life time motorcyclist. I was fortunate to dodge a bad back issue and have managed to continue riding pain free - not so other activities though. Of late the street riding has become somewhat less enjoyable, making me think of going back to trials and dirt biking.
But if I look at it honestly the real pleasure has been in riding with my brothers and friends, even more so the time spent in a garage talking the usual chit chat - the new bikes, the old bikes, who's had the latest brain fart while riding, who's going to the next bike show, anyone got a spare whats-it, I need help next week tearing apart an engine..... People made life great, the bikes etc was icing on the cake.
You've been a great help to me, (but you don't know it), so I hope that when you can muster the energy you wander into this garage and join the gab session. As for "spouting off" and "apologies" and "requiring a little understanding" well, we all do that, but among friends bugger it - it's all water off a ducks back.....
Stay in touch,
Cheers
Garry
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That's exactly how it is with the 4wd offroad crowd.
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Hey Blogs
When I was younger, I played football. I loved it but I wasn't quite good enough for the pros so I don't play football anymore. I no longer miss it.
At one point I took up golf and got so engrossed in it that when I got the opportunity, I bought a house that wa right on the golf course overlooking the 11th green. Due to recurring back problems,(see football above) I had to give it up. I no longer miss it.
I took up skiing and for a few years, I was on the slopes at every opportunity but due to knee injuries, I had to quit skiing. I no longer miss it.
Throughout most of my life, I had a prostate gland and used it every chance I got. Due to cancer and surgery, I no longer have a prostate gland. It hasn't been that long so I still miss it. I'll get over it. I've got other things to do. So do you.
I'm going to keep getting involved in new things whenever I can and look back on the old things with great memories.
Good luck to you and to all of our aging friends.
Jerry
When I was younger, I played football. I loved it but I wasn't quite good enough for the pros so I don't play football anymore. I no longer miss it.
At one point I took up golf and got so engrossed in it that when I got the opportunity, I bought a house that wa right on the golf course overlooking the 11th green. Due to recurring back problems,(see football above) I had to give it up. I no longer miss it.
I took up skiing and for a few years, I was on the slopes at every opportunity but due to knee injuries, I had to quit skiing. I no longer miss it.
Throughout most of my life, I had a prostate gland and used it every chance I got. Due to cancer and surgery, I no longer have a prostate gland. It hasn't been that long so I still miss it. I'll get over it. I've got other things to do. So do you.
I'm going to keep getting involved in new things whenever I can and look back on the old things with great memories.
Good luck to you and to all of our aging friends.
Jerry
Jerry,
Unfortunately there is one statement in your post that is wrong.
It isn't age that gets you, but fate.
I have the unfortunate task of sometimes going with my wife to a cancer hospital. It makes me feel so sad when I see bald headed toddlers running around or young people being pushed about in wheelchairs about the place. It isn't just old people that can succumb to the problems of life.
You have to make the best of what you have, no matter what your age. With the certain fact, that there is always someone in a worse situation than yourself.
Anyway, on a lighter note. My new transport turned up on Friday. Batteries were put on charge and by Saturday, I was prepared for hitting the road.
A quick talking to, and Bandit was sitting between my feet on the running board. I held him by the collar for our first outing in over six months, and we were soon at the place of a thousands new smells (to him), a local field with a path across it. He was soon away, chasing birds and sniffing about until he was soon a white dot in the distance. By the time he had run around the field a few times his little stumpy legs were getting tired, and he came across and stood at the side of the scooter, wanting to climb on board. Ten minutes later we were home.
This was the first time I had had a sense of freedom for over eight months, and although we might look a little stupid, a man and his dog, out for a walk ride, and it doesn't give the same adrenalin rush as a bike, it is a very good substitute.
The open road beckons.
Bogs
Unfortunately there is one statement in your post that is wrong.
It isn't age that gets you, but fate.
I have the unfortunate task of sometimes going with my wife to a cancer hospital. It makes me feel so sad when I see bald headed toddlers running around or young people being pushed about in wheelchairs about the place. It isn't just old people that can succumb to the problems of life.
You have to make the best of what you have, no matter what your age. With the certain fact, that there is always someone in a worse situation than yourself.
Anyway, on a lighter note. My new transport turned up on Friday. Batteries were put on charge and by Saturday, I was prepared for hitting the road.
A quick talking to, and Bandit was sitting between my feet on the running board. I held him by the collar for our first outing in over six months, and we were soon at the place of a thousands new smells (to him), a local field with a path across it. He was soon away, chasing birds and sniffing about until he was soon a white dot in the distance. By the time he had run around the field a few times his little stumpy legs were getting tired, and he came across and stood at the side of the scooter, wanting to climb on board. Ten minutes later we were home.
This was the first time I had had a sense of freedom for over eight months, and although we might look a little stupid, a man and his dog, out for a walk ride, and it doesn't give the same adrenalin rush as a bike, it is a very good substitute.
The open road beckons.
Bogs
J
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i understand what you are saying Bogs.
cheers jimmyo
cheers jimmyo
You just might be right John, but I don't think the purchaser of the Gold Thing wouldn't be happy to pay me the price I will be asking if it only has a tiny leccy motor in it.
It would also mean I would have to pay road tax and have an MOT & insurance. At the moment, it is registered for road use, but it is issued with a free tax disc, with no MOT or insurance required.
Bogs
It would also mean I would have to pay road tax and have an MOT & insurance. At the moment, it is registered for road use, but it is issued with a free tax disc, with no MOT or insurance required.
Bogs
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Hi Bogs.
Good to see that you and bandit are on wheels again. ;D
"You have to make the best of what you have, no matter what your age. With the certain fact, that there is always someone in a worse situation than yourself." So true so true.
Hit the road Bogs. But come back :big: :big:
CS
Good to see that you and bandit are on wheels again. ;D
"You have to make the best of what you have, no matter what your age. With the certain fact, that there is always someone in a worse situation than yourself." So true so true.
Hit the road Bogs. But come back :big: :big:
CS
I got up yesterday, and it looks like my buggy has found himself a mate.
No not Bandit! he is just a poser, and gets in all the shots
The little one has a dual use, when I take Bandit for a walk, Mal can come with us now, as she is having trouble walking a long way at this time, and the main thing is when Mal takes me to town, I can get around with her to the shops.
It will also allow me to get around the engineering shows as well, as I didn't like the idea of someone taking me and having to keep an eye on me all the time. Now I can just scoot off where I want to go, and just arrange to meet back up later.
I just hope they don't start breeding, I'm running out of battery chargers.
Bogs
No not Bandit! he is just a poser, and gets in all the shots
The little one has a dual use, when I take Bandit for a walk, Mal can come with us now, as she is having trouble walking a long way at this time, and the main thing is when Mal takes me to town, I can get around with her to the shops.
It will also allow me to get around the engineering shows as well, as I didn't like the idea of someone taking me and having to keep an eye on me all the time. Now I can just scoot off where I want to go, and just arrange to meet back up later.
I just hope they don't start breeding, I'm running out of battery chargers.
Bogs
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Hey Bogs,
I was reading through the thread, thinking about all of the comments. I am approaching 50 and have been thinking along the same things for some time. My eye caught your signature
Be blessed, Roy
I was reading through the thread, thinking about all of the comments. I am approaching 50 and have been thinking along the same things for some time. My eye caught your signature
. That attitude is what will keep anyone going. I keep thinking about my grandfather. He was in his early 90's when my aunt (with good intentions to keep him alive for who knows how much longer) began to watch what he was eating. Then she began to take the things away that he loved to do. She felt those things were dangerous for him. Somehow he managed to live to be 94. All he had left was the garden and when he was no longer allowed to do that he lost his ambition to live. I admire your outlook, that inspite of all that is going on you are still motivated. Thanks for sharing what you have as it has been an education for me.
Be blessed, Roy
Roy,
A couple of people have commented on that little phrase and it seems to have spurred them on a little. I suppose it is almost like saying you don't like roast beef, never having ever tasted it. I have always found that all those little jobs you tend to put off because you always thought they were hard to do, usually just turn out to be a piece of cake after you have finished it.
My father was just like your grandpa, he had one leg off due to diabetes in his early 70's. When they had to remove the other one five years later, and knew he would never be able to walk again (he managed OK with one artificial limb), he lay in his bed in a room off the main ward and just gave the nurses and specialists hell, and just told them he wanted no more treatment, just leave him alone. The family told the doctors to follow his wishes, and he died a week later, his last sibling died the next day, neither knew each others condition. My father was cremated in the morning, my aunt, buried in the afternoon. Not a very nice day was had by anyone, but at least we had followed his wishes to the letter. I hope my family will do the same for me when the time comes.
But on a more cheerful note, you just gotta do as much as you can, with what you've got, otherwise you will never get anything done and never ever reach your dream.
I've got so many dreams, I've got to live until I'm 150, otherwise someone will have hell of a job clearing up all the loose ends I leave behind.
Bogs
A couple of people have commented on that little phrase and it seems to have spurred them on a little. I suppose it is almost like saying you don't like roast beef, never having ever tasted it. I have always found that all those little jobs you tend to put off because you always thought they were hard to do, usually just turn out to be a piece of cake after you have finished it.
My father was just like your grandpa, he had one leg off due to diabetes in his early 70's. When they had to remove the other one five years later, and knew he would never be able to walk again (he managed OK with one artificial limb), he lay in his bed in a room off the main ward and just gave the nurses and specialists hell, and just told them he wanted no more treatment, just leave him alone. The family told the doctors to follow his wishes, and he died a week later, his last sibling died the next day, neither knew each others condition. My father was cremated in the morning, my aunt, buried in the afternoon. Not a very nice day was had by anyone, but at least we had followed his wishes to the letter. I hope my family will do the same for me when the time comes.
But on a more cheerful note, you just gotta do as much as you can, with what you've got, otherwise you will never get anything done and never ever reach your dream.
I've got so many dreams, I've got to live until I'm 150, otherwise someone will have hell of a job clearing up all the loose ends I leave behind.
Bogs
