I have been forty for six whole months now, and the verdict is definitely in. I don’t like it! I thought it was just a joke that everything falls apart at 40, but I am learning in a very quick and medically expensive way, it is no joke! I hear myself talking about body parts that my MOTHER talked about with her friends when I was a kid. ACK!
Then, to add insult to pain and agony, most medical professionals I have had to deal with lately ask, “How old are you now?” I bravely answer “40.” And they all say the same thing, “Ahhhhhhhhh.” The first time I thought it was funny, the second time a bit foreboding, but the 3rd, 4th and 5th times have been a down right irritating. What is “Ahhhhhhh” supposed to mean exactly? Well, I am learning more and more every day about “Ahhhhhhh”.
Just as I was just about to drift peacefully to sleep the other night an incredible pain seized my leg and foot. It was a Charlie horse. I’ve never had one like this before. I jumped out of bed and tried to stand on it. As a kid, I remember witnessing my parents doing this same peculiar rain dance. I remember thinking how silly they looked. Nothing could hurt as much as they were letting on. The memory flooded over me as I was looking at the very tips of my toes, which incidentally, were looking back at me! I knew why this hurt so much! Someone had surgically removed my toes and attached them on backwards! I couldn’t have made my toes stand up like this if I tried. The pain continued. I tried to rate it on my pain scale so I could decide which pain management technique to try. Another memory washed over me...I could hear the voice of the labor nurse saying, “When a labor pain hits it will feel like an ocean wave crashing over your body. Tell me what number it is on the pain index.” I remember staring at her blankly. I couldn’t’ concentrate enough to get the commas in 9999999999 so I could verbalize the number to her.
Finally, with my husband’s help, the Charlie horse went back to Charlie’s horse and left me, and the first thing I said was, “Ahhhhhhh.” Humbled, I called my mom the next day and apologized for giggling at her when she was having an “Ahhhhhhh” lesson way back when. A friend shared a verse with me a long time ago Psalm 147: 10,11, “His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, nor His delight in the legs of man; The Lord delights in those who fear Him, who put their hope in his unfailing love.” It is a good thing the Lord doesn’t care what shape our bodies are in or out of (which ever the case may be.) I am thankful for these words. I know He is with me no matter what turns and twists this aging body will take....The “Ahhhh” Battle Belongs to the Lord! “Ahhhhh”