I'm almost 62 and live with 70+ diagnosed illnesses/conditions, many chronic and several progressive. I'm disabled and considerably debilitated. I've had much loss too since 2010, both my parents and 4 relatives, a couple of dozen+ friends.
I'd cared for my very difficult parents for an exhausting 17 years, plus worked part-time, and helped run our IT business, a home had a dog, etc, etc, so when they passed away there was a degree of relief as well as mourning.
What keeps me going, and stops me feeling sorry for myself is all the people who are much worse off than I am, and the fact at least half of our friends who have died in recent years were in their 50s/60s - too young.
'Another Day, Another Hill To Climb' is my motto, and truly taking each day as it comes and getting great joy out of the life I have been dealt.
Good Morning Wednesday 22nd April 2026


