Life at 60

dont let them kid you , there is no life at 60. at 60 you become the lab rats for all the generations before you and after you. My husband was a strong healthy man . now he is a shell of the man he was and will be again. I am on my last leg. literally. I do not have much hope for this procedure. and neither of us want to lose what months we must give up to get better if we ever do get better,,.. like I SAID LAB RATS.and who tells lab rats the truth. I have to make out my will and my living will. plus decide once and for all which cell phone I prefer. the lotus or the touch screen. too much to do . too much to do