Location : Wabbit Hole
Job/hobbies : Cayman Islands Actuary
|Subject: Combating depression Tue Oct 11, 2016 5:23 pm|| |
|"Why should I carry on when I can't do any of the things that used to make me happy?" This revelation by my friend, a good-looking man who relished his prowess as a runner into his 60s, set off an alarm in my head.|
My friend was now in his 70s and his knees were shot. Replacement knees didn't turn the clock back to the days when he could sprint out his front door.
It wasn't great that his male prowess also was in decline; having sex with his wife had become far from spontaneous. He had to take Viagra - but it only worked on an empty stomach, only at a very specific time of day, and even then it worked erratically.