What is it about getting old and going senile?
Whatever it is, I forget.
I am nearing the end of a 3 month course of pills that are supposed to banish my acursed ball rash for good. I have to take one pill per day, and of course I have had a hard time remembering whether I took a pill today or not. I have been reduced to the iniquity of having to go to the chemist to purchase a weekly pill jar - one of those things where you put a pill into a container for each day, so you know whether you have taken your dose or not.
God, I'm only halfway to 80. What's it going to be like when I get there?
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