The Best Thing About Being Middle-Aged

So my family, friends and collegues have heard me complaining about getting older and in particular, needing reading glasses for the first time a year ago.

This complaining was often followed by very little sympathy, particularly from those who have worn glasses most of their lives.

However, today I found something to be grateful and happy about being "middle-aged".

I had my annual physical today and my new doctor, probably to her relief as much as mine, told me I am too old for testicular cancer and too young for prostate and colon cancer, thereby eliminating the need for either invasive examination!

Hooray for middle age!