So much has been happening lately. The most pressing of which has been multiple trips to the dentist in the last week or two. What seemed to be an initially minor issue has suddenly taken on gargantuan proportions, which means that at the moment I am looking at a lot of major work over the next year which may, or may not, result in me having to wear braces for a time!
I have always been lucky with my teeth, in respect of the fact that I have never had any issues with them as an adult. Somehow though I feel like I am now in dental Armageddon! Well, it feels that way, but I am sure I am slightly overstating the situation. Only slightly though.
To make matters worse I also had booked in an overdue eye test only to be told that I have ‘middle-aged’ eyesight! I’m not sure what that means exactly but I do know that it means they expect me to wear my glasses more often and those glasses have become a lot more expensive by virtue of the types of lenses my now ‘middle-aged’ eyes need.
Perhaps I am a glutton for punishment but I am also booked in for a hearing test next week. Heaven only knows what they will tell me about that as everything else seems to be failing at the moment. My dear old dad wore hearing aids – gulp! It’s not all doom and gloom though. About two weeks ago I was very fortunate to be able to go and see acting legend Glenn Close perform in Sunset Boulevard at The Coliseum here in London.
I had never seen the show before and when I heard last October that Glenn would be performing I popped on to the Internet and booked a couple of tickets for a matinee and invited my friend Lisa to keep the date free.
By the time it came around a couple of weeks ago, I had almost forgotten I’d booked it. If I hadn’t had the presence of mind to tell my friend the date it may possibly have gone by without us ever going. I have a goldfish memory, you see – I always have done (it’s nothing to do with my age, let’s just be clear about that!). When the big day arrived there had been some talk in the press about Glenn having been unwell and her understudy going on in her place which is generally a disappointment.
However, all the press reviews were saying how outstanding the understudy was so I didn’t really mind if we got her, though I did really want to see a Hollywood star perform, particularly as she was making her West End debut and as she had received so many rave reviews, as well as a Tony Award, when she performed the role in Los Angeles and on Broadway more than 20 years ago.
For those of you not familiar with Sunset Boulevard, it’s a musical is based on the Billy Wilder film of the same name, which tells the story of Norma Desmond, the dethroned queen of the silent movie era, who longs to play the part of Salome. Considered to be well past her prime (at only 50!) by Hollywood, Norma still believes she has a lot left to give. As it turns out she is completely deluded in that belief, but nonetheless still believes in herself despite what everyone else says.
Considering in the last week alone I have been told I have middle-aged eyesight and the dental debacle I have been enduring (plus my goldfish memory) I am starting to know how Norma Desmond feels. For a moment I kept thinking I was getting really old and past it and then I thought to myself, “Hold a minute, get over yourself, you are only 45 years old! You’ve been wearing glasses, since you were 7 years old. You weren’t old when they told you you needed specs then and you’re not old now!”
Just like Norma, I’ve decided that I am refusing to let other people dictate when I am old, or even middle-aged for that matter. I’ll decide that for myself.
If this is the start of people telling me that I am geriatric just because my hair is going grey, my glasses have varifocal lenses and my memory is going, then I say they better tell me a little louder – as my hearing is going too!
Seriously though, when does it become OK for other people to start telling you you’re past it?! Answer: NEVER! So don’t accept it if it is happening to you. If you think you can do something, if you believe you can do it, or, if you just plain and simple WANT to do something, nobody should tell you that you can’t just because you are getting older. I plan to be a wrinkly rebel when I get old – because I am not old yet, despite what some people are trying to say! Just like Norma Desmond, I am going to keep on believing I can do whatever I put my mind to! Who’s with me?
Until next time,