Most people can't pinpoint the exact day it happened but for me, it became official on January 8th. That's the day I went to see a podiatrist for the first time.
My right "great toe" (as the doctor called it) has been bugging me for a few months but it's not a constant pain so, like most men, I chose to ignore it. But it's annoying so I got some local podiatrist to take some x-rays to see what's what.
I figured I had at least another 30 years or so before I developed osteo anything. But now I have low grade osteoarthritis. It's not debilitating yet so in the meantime, I can get custom-fitted orthodics! Yay! I hope they come with a coupon for early bird dinner at the Red Lobster! I feel like I'm one (painful) step away from support hose or something.
I should probably consider myself lucky. I lasted longer than some. I have less ear hair than other people my age. I think. There are other treatments and therapies available. I just can't I remember what they are. Bad memory. I guess I really am old.