When my husband reached the age of 60, his physical condition began to undergo a series of significant changes. The process is like a drama in which the protagonist shifts from an energetic middle-aged man to an elderly person who needs more care.
My husband was born in 1961 and is just 62 years old this year. Compared to his state in his fifties, he is now almost like two people. His ** became flabby and his front teeth fell out due to an accident, which made him look older than his age. His weight has also changed significantly, from more than 160 pounds to more than 130 pounds, and sometimes he can't even reach 140 pounds. These changes caused him a lot of trouble, especially when he walked.
Now, he relies on medication every day to maintain his ability to walk. Without taking medicine, his steps would become heavy and slow, as if each step required a tremendous effort. I often saw him walking slowly down the path in the afternoon sun, with a medicine bottle in his hand, stopping to catch his breath with every step.
On top of that, the quality of his sleep is not as good as it used to be. Previously, he could fall asleep at 10 p.m. and snore. But now, he often doesn't go to bed until after 1 o'clock in the evening, and sometimes even goes downstairs for a walk for half an hour at 2 o'clock at night before he can fall asleep. Even though he was taking the medication prescribed by the doctor, he always made various noises in his sleep, often waking me up.
What bothered me even more was that he had to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and he was walking loudly. When I woke up, it was hard to fall back asleep, so I had to pull out my phone and play under the covers. The next day I would have a terrible headache. A few times he had nightmares in his dreams and even hit me on the head. A few times he almost choked my neck, and on one occasion even pulled my wrist hard. The more I broke free of him, the more I pulled him into my heart, and I had to wake him up.
His dreams also became bizarre and vivid. He told me that he was catching a fish in a dream, and the fish was struggling, as if he were really in a real dream. However, every time I woke up from his dream, I felt a deep sense of helplessness and worry. I know that his body is changing and his health needs more attention and care.
In the process, I also began to re-examine our relationship. I began to pay more attention to his needs and feelings, and to be more understanding and respectful of his choices. Our relationship has become more intimate and harmonious as we face this life's challenge together.
Although these changes have caused many troubles and inconveniences, I still feel a deep sense of gratitude and happiness. Because I had the opportunity to accompany him through this stage of his life and witness his tenacity and perseverance. I believe that no matter how many challenges and difficulties lie ahead, we will work together to overcome them. Every day, our tables are filled with all kinds of medicines, and every meal must be accompanied by diabetes medications. Every year, the medical examination report brings a long list of doctors' advice, and those reminders about quitting alcohol, quitting smoking, less oil, less sugar, and mussels seem to have become the motto of our lives. We are urged to keep exercising and being in a good mood, and it seems to be the whole of life.
This year, I looked at the back of my husband's head, which was already covered with gray hair. In order to cover up those striking gray hairs, he chose to cut a flat head. The neighbor, an elderly man in his 60s, swims in the river for an hour every day, and he insists on winter swimming, even in the cold winter. My child's homeroom teacher, his father is in his 60s, but he still married a young daughter-in-law and had three children.
However, my husband, his physical condition is worrying. His gray hair grew more and more, and his countenance grew haggard. He used to be that energetic man, but now he seems to be crushed by the pressures of years and life. I'm starting to wonder if this means something is wrong with his body
I watched him lose weight day by day, and I began to fear that he would leave me. I sought help from the doctor and they told me that some tests were needed to determine the problem. I started praying every day that I hope he would be healthy.
It's a challenge, but I'm sure we can overcome it together. No matter what his physical condition is, I will be there for him, support him, and encourage him. I believe that as long as we keep exercising and keep a good mood, we will be able to get through this difficult time.