What did you do this
weekend?
Me, I had something of a mixed-bag weekend, quiet on one end and busy on another.
This weekend was what my family and I call a “lucha weekend,” and more about that a little later.
My allergies are still bothering me, but I am managing, like I always do, to make the best of it.
What else can I do?
I mean, right now, I can barely see what I am typing out, but things will get better.
So let’s talk about the “eye” part of this, and I only bring it up because a prominent figure has paved the way for me.
It seems that baseball’s Alex Rodriguez is having similar eye problems, and while he is several years younger than me, by his description, he has the same thing that I and millions of other Americans have, what is called “macular degeneration," where your eyes are aging and simply don’t work as well as they once did when you were younger.
He is soliciting the public for what he should do about his new affliction, and why he is doing this, rather than go straight to a doctor, is kind of bewildering.
Honestly, Dr, Larry says there really isn’t much you can do about it, but it does creep up on you pretty quickly.
He used to have 20/15 vision in each eye, but now, he struggles to see things clearly, just like I do.
My advice to him—since I just know that he reads this column regularly. of course—is to go see a retinologist, just to make sure it isn’t something else, and then, just follow whatever plan you are given, whether it is pills or vitamins or eye drops or something else.
Again, you are aging, your eyes are aging, and there really isn’t much you can do about it, other than to have it checked out every couple of months.
Hopefully, what he has isn’t glaucoma or brought on by diabetes or some other disease that he doesn’t know that he has.
Me, my eyes are just aging, and like I said, do what the doctor tells you to do and you will be OK.
But it won’t get any better; if anything, it will get worse, as mine did.
I have gotten through the lines I have in my left eye, and it really doesn’t bother me anymore or impact anything I do, but I will probably have those lines the rest of my life, so I have just learned how to live with it.
I can still drive, still do whatever I want, but let’s face it; it is not like I am 25 anymore.
I am going to be 65 years of age at the end of the month—I can’t believe it, but it is true—and things do change as you age.
I mean, I don’t have as much hair on my head as I did when I was younger, so why shouldn’t other parts of my body be impacted by my getting older?
Getting old isn’t great, but ARod will be OK.
He will manage.
Like me, he needs his vision, whatever level it is at right now.
Heck, without my vision, I would not have been able to enjoy the WWE’s “Wrestlemania” extravaganza this weekend as I did.
Yes, it was a true “lucha weekend” on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
It all began on Friday night. The regular “Smackdown” show was on from 8:00 p.m.. to 10:00 p.m., and then came the WWE’s annual “Hall of Fame” celebration, which included the induction of The Undertaker into the hallowed institution, which still does not really even exist in brick-and-mortar, only in talk, and yes, talk is cheap, but it is also long, with the show lasting until about 12:30 a.m. or so.
Then on Saturday, beginning at 1;00 p.m., there was the NXT “Stand and Deliver” showcase, one that highlights younger stars of the WWE, or also-rans looking for another chance.
That was over by about 4 p.m., and then at 6:00 p.m., the WWE launched into its “Wrestlemania” main event, or at least the first night of it, and it lasted until after 12 midnight.
And then on Sunday, after a breather of about 18 hours, we had the second night of “Wrestlemania,” which ended a little before 12 midnight.
Yes, my eyes were quite tired, and while my son watched pretty much the entire spectacle, I just had to take a few naps during the festivities, which I did, but I did see what I wanted to see, which was the heavyweight match between Roman Reigns and Brock Lesnar, and in typical WWE fashion, it ended with lots of questions needing answers.
But I—and my eyes—got through it all, with the needed rest to make it all come together for me.
Funny, I didn’t do anything but sit on the couch and watch this thing, but I feel like I was in a match with Reigns and Lesnar right now.
The eyes have it! And they are tired as can be.
Maybe another nap is in order for me, one that will help me to better see the light.
Me, I had something of a mixed-bag weekend, quiet on one end and busy on another.
This weekend was what my family and I call a “lucha weekend,” and more about that a little later.
My allergies are still bothering me, but I am managing, like I always do, to make the best of it.
What else can I do?
I mean, right now, I can barely see what I am typing out, but things will get better.
So let’s talk about the “eye” part of this, and I only bring it up because a prominent figure has paved the way for me.
It seems that baseball’s Alex Rodriguez is having similar eye problems, and while he is several years younger than me, by his description, he has the same thing that I and millions of other Americans have, what is called “macular degeneration," where your eyes are aging and simply don’t work as well as they once did when you were younger.
He is soliciting the public for what he should do about his new affliction, and why he is doing this, rather than go straight to a doctor, is kind of bewildering.
Honestly, Dr, Larry says there really isn’t much you can do about it, but it does creep up on you pretty quickly.
He used to have 20/15 vision in each eye, but now, he struggles to see things clearly, just like I do.
My advice to him—since I just know that he reads this column regularly. of course—is to go see a retinologist, just to make sure it isn’t something else, and then, just follow whatever plan you are given, whether it is pills or vitamins or eye drops or something else.
Again, you are aging, your eyes are aging, and there really isn’t much you can do about it, other than to have it checked out every couple of months.
Hopefully, what he has isn’t glaucoma or brought on by diabetes or some other disease that he doesn’t know that he has.
Me, my eyes are just aging, and like I said, do what the doctor tells you to do and you will be OK.
But it won’t get any better; if anything, it will get worse, as mine did.
I have gotten through the lines I have in my left eye, and it really doesn’t bother me anymore or impact anything I do, but I will probably have those lines the rest of my life, so I have just learned how to live with it.
I can still drive, still do whatever I want, but let’s face it; it is not like I am 25 anymore.
I am going to be 65 years of age at the end of the month—I can’t believe it, but it is true—and things do change as you age.
I mean, I don’t have as much hair on my head as I did when I was younger, so why shouldn’t other parts of my body be impacted by my getting older?
Getting old isn’t great, but ARod will be OK.
He will manage.
Like me, he needs his vision, whatever level it is at right now.
Heck, without my vision, I would not have been able to enjoy the WWE’s “Wrestlemania” extravaganza this weekend as I did.
Yes, it was a true “lucha weekend” on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
It all began on Friday night. The regular “Smackdown” show was on from 8:00 p.m.. to 10:00 p.m., and then came the WWE’s annual “Hall of Fame” celebration, which included the induction of The Undertaker into the hallowed institution, which still does not really even exist in brick-and-mortar, only in talk, and yes, talk is cheap, but it is also long, with the show lasting until about 12:30 a.m. or so.
Then on Saturday, beginning at 1;00 p.m., there was the NXT “Stand and Deliver” showcase, one that highlights younger stars of the WWE, or also-rans looking for another chance.
That was over by about 4 p.m., and then at 6:00 p.m., the WWE launched into its “Wrestlemania” main event, or at least the first night of it, and it lasted until after 12 midnight.
And then on Sunday, after a breather of about 18 hours, we had the second night of “Wrestlemania,” which ended a little before 12 midnight.
Yes, my eyes were quite tired, and while my son watched pretty much the entire spectacle, I just had to take a few naps during the festivities, which I did, but I did see what I wanted to see, which was the heavyweight match between Roman Reigns and Brock Lesnar, and in typical WWE fashion, it ended with lots of questions needing answers.
But I—and my eyes—got through it all, with the needed rest to make it all come together for me.
Funny, I didn’t do anything but sit on the couch and watch this thing, but I feel like I was in a match with Reigns and Lesnar right now.
The eyes have it! And they are tired as can be.
Maybe another nap is in order for me, one that will help me to better see the light.
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