The term “damage limitation” is typically used to refer to the activity of limiting or containing the effects of an accident or error. 

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It was while I was struggling with a few yoga moves that it occurred to me that I could be wasting my time, as there are times when maintenance becomes damage control. I think I must be approaching that sad state of affairs.

For instance, my heart and lungs are old and stiff due to my advancing years. Estimated duration, 5 years.

My kidneys are also old and beginning to fail. Estimated duration, 15 years.

I haven’t succumbed to diabetes or dementia, and my brain still fires on all cylinders. Well, most of the time, anyway. If that ever decides to play up, it will all be over, bar the shouting.

It’s not as if medication is the answer, for what works for one condition tends to upset one of the others. Will the recently prescribed corticosteroids hold back the fall of Rome, or will the present blessed relief be only temporary?

As a writer, I am familiar with damage control. A form of this comes into play every time I pick up a pen and is how I control the tension in my stories.

These days though, I am allowing the ship to find its own way, and I follow behind, hoping for the best.

To be honest, I am not really enjoying growing old, but I am damn sure I can squeeze some life out of me yet!