Raising teens again!

Yes, I know that’s not a word, but it fits perfectly here. ☺️ You see, last week hubby went to a wonderful doctor, and when he came home & handed me the discharge pages I almost choked/laughed, fainted and called the clinic! Why? Because TWICE in those 2 pages, this guy had written “ELDERLY wife” at home. 😳

Now, David is 8 years older, and he’s starting to look his age, which is 80, and that makes sense that they call him elderly, and I can accept that at 80 I too will be elderly, but I’m a young Pickleball playing 72, so they shouldn’t assume that I’m doddering with a cane right? Oh my gosh. I was tempted to get all dressed up with my makeup on and gently educate that man on describing spouses at home that he had never seen. But if they call to inquire how he is I may find a very nice & funny way of telling him what I thought about his word choice. Nah, I won’t do that. It would have to be in person & perfect timing but that won’t happen. 😂

I mean, if he saw me killing it 3 x a week on the pickleball courts, running around with these 3 granddaughters (32, 20 & 18) that live here for awhile, not to mention the 8 & 6 year old that come here every other week, and the adorable newborn, taking good care of hubby, running errands, doing yard work, doing all the paperwork etc., he would NOT describe me as THAT word. He might think of using a few other words like, starting to look matronly, or getting a bit chubby, ( Not that he would ever dictate THOSE words.) but I really doubt that his first thought would be elderly.

It’s heartening to report that my granddaughters, siblings & friends all had a good laugh about this! I don’t think they’re lying. 🫢 I think I’ll give them permission to call me elderly when I’m 80! Or will I? I probably will have earned that title by then. And I know that age & grey hair are a priceless privilege, so I’ll try to wear that crown proudly, but in the meantime, please don’t call me elderly ok? Just call me Grateful Geri. ☺️