You’re 67, sliding under the covers, but that familiar stiffness lingers in your thighs, a quiet reminder that tomorrow’s steps…
You’re 57, peering at a blood test that whispers warnings—toxins tallied, circulation sluggish, that vague fatigue clinging like morning mist.…
You’re 65, jolting awake at 3 a.m., calves knotted like twisted ropes, pain shooting sharp enough to steal your breath.…
You’re 58, rubbing that nagging ache in your knee after a short walk, checking your glucose meter with a frown,…
You’re 55, flushing fast to avoid the glance down—until one day, something off catches your eye. Color wrong, shape strange,…