Wow, you know you are an old man when you come out of the bathrooom and tell you wife: wow, I just had a really good pee! A full stream, I went a good volume and when I stopped I was done!

From time to time, you just have to take the small things in life and go with it.

I just stop and enjoy the fact I've survived this long....And then resume griping

I've had two knee replacements, a total shoulder replacement, my prostrate reamed out so's I could shoot a stream and I'm only 82. My grandson calls me Iron Man

You fellas don't give a young guy much hope for the future!

Lol, old age ain't for sissies......

Amen to that, brother Boar Tooth!

Old Lobo, I have wondered if they could put a stent in. It works for coronary arteries. It would be much simpler. I may look into it when herbs completely fail me...

I was told that you can tell you’re old if you sit in the tub and your nuts float. That’s why I only shower

I was told that when the hair in your nose and your ears grows faster than the hair on your head, you are an official old fart. When people ask me my date of birth, I now respond 2 years before the invention of dirt.

Lol, I'm gonna steal that, Bud.

Ach! The old man has been suffering from eating chilis Sunday and yesterday. It irritates everything down below, and I mean everything!

At 82 sometimes people ask me if I still hunt. My stock answer is, "I'll hunt until they throw dirt in my face"

As it turns out, there is a stent that can be put in the urethra inside the prostate. I gave up on herbs and have made an appt. to see a uralogist and get medicine for both prostate and bladder. I saw a pic of a man celebrating his 93rd birthday on facebook. My only thought was: I wonder how well he pees.

Lol....LOL!!.....So far,so good* crosses fingers*

I sure do like the old man pictures.
I reckon I'm young at 70.
My prostrate problems keep me running to the bathroom about every one to two hours all around the clock. I need more sleep! At least the prostrate cancer seems to be under control and is not growing.
I had an eye operation about a week ago. Cataracts and glaucoma. I'm not satisfied with the result. Things are still blurry, but that may be due to the damaged optical nerve. If so, then there is nothing the doc can do about it. I go back to have the other eye done on Monday. He is putting in new lens and a stent in my eyeballs to help relive the glaucoma.
I'll continue to hunt and fish as long as I can see my gunsights and fishing knots.
My hearing is also going downhill fast. Navy guns on my ship off the coast of Vietnam started my hearing loss. Ten years as a firearms instructor added to it.
But, other than those things, I'm doing pretty good!
Hey! Its August. Squirrel season opens the end of this month.

The 5" guns did a number to my hearing also.

Yes, I like the way Old Lobo says, "at only 82". So I guess I am still young at a mere 70. Just arrived. I am the youngest surviving child of my father. My brain has learned to deal with sleeping an hour at a time, so that on a few occasions when my herbs worked recently and I slept for 3 or 4 hours between potty runs I was done sleeping. If big pharma relieves my problems for a few years the old brain will need to figure out how to luxurate with more sleep or I will have take up a new quiet hobby to fill up the rest of the night. Él León

When nature wakes you in the night keep a gallon plastic jug beside the bed. That allows you to relieve yourself without even getting out of bed. Just move to the edge of the bed and bring the jug into position.

It will make it easier for you to go back to sleep if you don't get out of bed.

Be sure to cut a large enough hole in the top so you wont have a spillage problem.

You learn stuff when you get old.

Lobo; my wife would have a fit if I did that. Anyway it is just a few steps from our bedroom to the bathroom.

Camping, however, is another matter. Usually I just step outside of our pop-up camper in the dark of night, but if we happen to be in a well-lit campground, then I keep a pee bottle in the camper.

The real problem is when the urge suddenly hits me when I am out about town. A desperate, fast paced, search then begins to find a public restroom.

Wonder about the scent while hunting? I just stand up in my deer blind and let it go. I have read about some unscientific experiments that have been done to see how the deer react. The results seem to be that human pee smell, alone, does not bother deer. But, if you go in or near your blind and the deer smell it, they can also smell you, and that, of course, does bother them.

Went to bed at 10 last night. Up at 11:30 to use the bathroom. Managed to sleep until about 3 AM when I had to get up again. Three and a half hours straight is unusual! Wide awake after that, so I laid on the living room floor watching reruns of Johnny Carson, Jack Benny, and George Burns, etc. until 5 AM when I went back to bed. Up again at 6:30. I might take a nap this afternoon, but basically I'm up for the day now.
Except for the 3 1/2 continuous hours of rest, that is pretty much my routine.

The rain is letting up a bit today, so I am planning to get out on the lake for some fishing this evening. I'll launch my boat around 7 or 8 PM, catch some small baitfish, fish for bass until dark, then anchor, light my lantern, and try for some big channel and flathead catfish. I will probably be back home around midnight.

Operation on my other eye this coming Monday. So, I won't do much of anything next week.