One of the most irritating things I have noticed about geting older, is how long minor wounds take to heal. It seems like only recently that I could cut myself, stick a plaster (Translation: Band Aid) on it, and the following day it was back to normal.
But then I retired. And soon after that, I got old.
In November, I wrote on this blog about receiving unseasonal mosquito/midge bites. I admit, I did scratch them. One in particular remained itchy for so long, I scratched it until it bled. Then that scabbed over, but stayed itchy. I left it alone, but to my amazement, the tiny ‘wound’ that I caused at the time has still not healed over completely on my scalp.
At the beginning of January, I was opening an envelope, and got a paper cut on my right index finger. Strange how painful such things can be. It is now the 11th of February, and that cut has not fully healed. If I am cooking using something like onions or garlic, that juice gets into the cut, and it’s an “Ouch” from me.
Three weeks ago, I was heating up something in the microwave, using a large glass bowl. (I think it was fresh mussells, but not sure) As I removed the bowl from the machine, the glass rim scalded my right forearm on the underside. I managed not to drop the bowl, but the three-inch long injury was very painful. Still, I was an EMT, so I knew what to do. Let the cold tap run slowly, and place my arm under it until the wound cooled down. Job done.
Three weeks later, I can still see the red mark. If I catch it, or touch it, it is still painful.
Getting old is not much fun, I can tell you.