Glennis Hooper

Glennis can't shop until she drops for as long any more
Glennis can't shop until she drops for as long any more

I have had to smile over fellow columnist Dr John Smith’s last two columns where he wrote about growing older.

I am a few years younger than John but realise that I, too, have to adapt as my body tells me I cannot do some of the things I used to without a second thought.

When I was going through treatment for breast cancer, medical professionals would tell me to listen to my body and ‘give in’ accordingly.

I had to, of course, for there were days when you had little energy to do much else, but generally I lived life to the full and, with a positive outlook on life, kept busy.

Now, 11 years on, through the natural ageing process, my body is beginning to tell me to slow down and to take 
more time to relax to recover from all the pressures of daily life.

Last week my two sisters, both slightly older than me, and I had a rare but a wonderful day out shopping in Leicester.

This trip was at the request of our mum who insisted that we all took some time out to enjoy ourselves – it was her treat.

Helping each other on and off the train, our first stop on arrival was to sit down for a drink and a visit to the ladies just to make sure we were ‘comfortable’.

We shopped for a little while, had another sit down, paid another visit to the ladies and yet another sit down for a light lunch.

Years ago, this would be unheard of.

We would be in the shops from early in the morning until late at night, eating several hearty meals throughout the day and running for the train at the end of the day, often loaded with heavy bags.

Not this time.

As we wearily sat on a crowded train on our way home, early in the afternoon, we laughed about how we had coped, or not coped, and how my eldest sister bought a shopping trolley to help carry the load.

The joys of ageing!