It's my 75th birthday and I've just blown out my 76th candle. I struggle to breathe so I reach for the oxygen tank connected to the side of my wheel chair. I continue to gasp for air as I already inhaled most of the oxygen from the tank due to the long stroll to the dinner table from my bedroom. The wear and tear I've placed on my body over the years has clearly damaged my insides and is the main reason for the wrinkles covering my face.... As I reach for my extra special piece of cake--- I wake up.
Like that would ever happen... I'd be the healthiest 75 year old known to man. Well, maybe not, but a wheel chair? Let's get serious. I'll be living in my house wherever that shall be, with my lovely family... Pizza for breakfast, pizza for lunch, pizza for dinner. What else do I have to spend my money on? Clothes are no longer a necessity and my baseball career has ended almost 50 years ago. I already told the world how to live a healthy and active life, so that won't be a problem and my routines won't change once I get this old.
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