funny, funnier, funniest

Have you noticed that what is funny to older folks is not so funny to the younger generation? The opposite is true, as well.  I'd venture to say what is funny to older folks is not always funny to other older folks, particularly when it comes to damage to your person.

In my previous blog I wrote on taking a header into a garbage can, not so funny at the time, but funnier as time lapsed and funniest in the telling and retelling, most importantly knowing that I could count my blessings that I wasn't maimed for life. The younger ones to whom I relayed the incident smiled and in some cases almost laughed. The older ones I told showed sympathy and asked scads of health questions, such as 'did you gouge your eye, did you have to go to the emergency, did you hurt other parts of your body?' and so on.

The difference might very well be that older folks who have experienced falls, spills, cuts and bruises, sometimes brought on by medicines that don't interact well together, failing eye sight, equilibrium issues, don't find it so funny.  Listening on radio to Dr. Hoffman in the wee hours of the morning, 3:00 A.M. to be exact, he corroborates the dangers brought on by medicines which can play havoc with our health. His take is that the medical community does not always pay attention or interact with one another on medicine aftereffects. He stated that some medicines in conjunction with other medications simulate dementia symptoms, and speculates how this can lead to dire consequences: the possibility of patients being admitted to a health care facility for dementia. Serious stuff.

On the light, salubrious side, Dr. Hoffman did an interview with a YWCA director from New York. The Y, established in the late 1800's to reduce the high incidence of drownings, is coming forward to combat the diabetes pandemic by offering lessons on food health, swimming and aerobic exercises for folks in the pre-diabetic and diabetic stages of the disease. Dr. Hoffman makes a good listen.

With all that was said, I will thank my guardian angel once again for my good fortune in coming out of the can unscathed, and staunchly vow to give up my garbage can story and search for other stories to tell. Tales that might be humorous to all populations of folks.

If you happen to find this blog, tell me your stories, funny or not.