I am 82 1/2, the months start to matter once over 80! Perhaps the weeks matter over 90? I will let you know My mind is still curious and flexible, it puts my body to shame! I have another treatment due next week so I am trying to fit in too much before hand. My last session took me a while to recover, the consultant worries about unstable BP, there is a heart issue, another has flagged up blood sugar, I think it a blip but more tests. I feel even those Carers with a philosophical attitude have the unlying stress that come with the task. Sometimes knowing and doing the right things just do not work. I have found a place that offers respite I hope to see it next week and get an assessment in place for my husband. I hope we can arrange something when I am well enough to get the benefit. II am tempted to go as there is a possibility of a self catering flat in the grounds. I could read, write and lunch at the house. However time is an issue as it will not be empty for long. My heart tells me it will work out for the best, my mind says make sure to cross the Ts and dot the Is. Our neighbour is cutting the front grass, the kindness of strangers seems the life blood of society. A charming 60yr old has picked my husband up for four hours at a day club, I hope she charms him into wanting to continue to go! He queried it the other day, so I held my breath! Thank all for your concerns, I feel better than last week.