Time marches on. What bugs me more is the people I've worked or played with, roughly my age, who have passed away.
One of my colleagues, 6 years my junior, suffered massive internal organ failure. One day he was complaining about how tight his pants had gotten and that his feet were swollen, the next day the ambulence he called was too late. The autopsy was inconclusive. All they could tell was that the swelling was from the kidneys failing before the liver and pancreas went. He basically drowned.
The next year one of my poker buddies, 4 years older than I, also complained about his pants getting tight, even though he was losing weight. He had a case of shingles, too, which the doctor chalked up to stress. By the time they found the lymphoma, he only had 3 days left.
So I've been working real hard on keeping my pants fitting loosely... if they suddenly get tight, and it isn't pizza night, call somebody!