She was sick of everybody telling her she was getting old.
Yes, OK, she has been known to miss her step now and again, who doesn’t do that? As for occasionally feeling a little woozy, surely everybody gets that from time to time. Health-wise she was good, really good, she thought. In her mind, she was at least thirty years younger than she looked. Sunlight was coming in through the curtains, it looked as though it would be a nice day. She could probably do a bit in the garden, despite what those doomsayers would tell her.
With that, she got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. There was no tripping and no giddiness, of course. What do these people know? A few minutes later, she was looking at herself in the mirror with her face screwed up in disgust.
They may have a point, she thought, but she wouldn’t be telling anybody that she had just brushed her teeth with her rheumatoid arthritis vapour rub…
