A great article helping us to concentrate on life not our sickness
The six Taylor sisters being schooled at home during a polio epidemic
Aunt Beulah posed (indirectly) a fascinating question in her latest blog post:
Why, as we grow older, do we feel the urge to discuss our health problems at length, when as children we never did?
So many hypotheses rushed into my head that I was forced to share them immediately. Oh dear. So that means I’m a case in point…
These hypotheses are warped by my early life as a cheerful healthy kid with five healthy sisters in the 1940s. My thoughts are bound to be misguided or outright wrong. Tell me, I can take it!
- (Worst first.) Our world has shrunk. We are less interested in the outside world and more interested in ourselves. So we assume the big world is equally interested in our ailments. Ouch. Please let that not be true!
- We were strong healthy children. So most health problems were due to “childhood…
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