YOUR LIFE EXPERIENCES
At age 82 "according to marital status", Michele is a "very happy" woman: she still has a job, always likes to please and never depresses long time passing or friends who disappear. At the micro Europe 1 Eve Roger, the octogenarian Corsican reveals its secrets to reconcile old age and happiness, without pressure.
"The civil status gives me 82. In my head, I have some days 20 years, others 40 years and others 100 years, but it does not last long.Lots of things make me happy at 82 : friendship, love, dating, get up in the morning and have no pain anywhere, or almost.
She is still working in an operating room
I really care about my job. I work in an operating room but I only do one thing: I measure the cerebral activity during the interventions. First because I like it, then because I was hunted and then because I meet young people and a requirement. We learn a lot of things in an operating room. I work very early in the morning and very late at night. I think I have health.
What makes me happy is to get up in the morning, to leave, to see the dawn get up on the N86, to arrive in the operating room, say hello and hear people say hello with a lot of joy and 'by train. We are all at our post and we try to be absolutely efficient, because we would like the person who is there, who is less likely than us, to wake up and be well. My young colleagues give me advice and I give them some. They help me in some computer tasks, I think it's an exchange. Life is that: exchanges at the level of the body, nutritional, at the level of the soul, the spirit. We need these vital exchanges.
I was first loved by my parents, and then I loved my family and then my husband, who did not love me anymore, it can happen. All of a sudden, I did not correspond to what he was waiting for. In the mirror, he no longer saw a young woman, but someone who was aging because it also gave him the impression of aging himself. We left each other, not too much on good terms. I was 58 years old.
" The grandchildren's friends, they like to be friends with me, I think, because they come back, but it's not just because I cook well! "Two years later, I met another love, bigger, more mature, more extraordinary. He was filled with admiration, complicity, joy, kindness and benevolence. Unfortunately, it ended. But his departure (his death, ed) is not definitive. He's still there, he blinks, he's laughing, his good words are crossing us. When you find a treasure and you have so much to dig to discover many things, do you think it hurts you? Not at all ! It's a daily, permanent joy.
I still like to seduce men, of course! That's why I get up, I shower and I get dressed. Sometimes I try to deceive a little, but the lure flew very quickly and we see what is under the makeup layer. I like to please others, men, women, children, babies ... We meet men everywhere, at the exit of cinemas, we can talk about something that we liked, a man holds his gaze and we share. There are many men on the street, right?
I prefer young friends because I do not feel old at all, I feel better with them. There are also old friends, but we share other things, a real complicity, we can say everything. We get along, we call each other, we love each other. The younger ones are the grandchildren, the grandchildren's friends, they like to be friends with me, I think, because they come back, but it's not just because I cook well!
The change of the body ... It is true that it is more difficult to look in the mirror. So I look at myself less! I do not wear a bikini, I put a one-piece. I do not put it often, I do not like bathing too much. I prefer to go to the museum, it does not show.
I did not use cosmetic surgery. I never needed it. Should have been ? I find myself ... not bad. In any case, I am told, so I believe it. I am told that I am beautiful, joyous, generous, kindly, kind ... It suits me. My friends love me as I am. Nobody ever commented on my pace.
A little music and the blues disappears
The loss of loved ones does not have much influence on my morale, because they have left us so much: their love, all these inexhaustible treasures of joy, conversations ... Conversations are resuscitated in the midst of meals, like winks, we take a word of mind, a joke, it's so alive. Why would we be so sad? It is also a way of preparing to die. I'm going to die too, so where is the problem?
The most difficult thing was the death of a nephew who was 30 years old. He looked death in the face, I learned from him a lot, to look at it too. I sometimes have blues: when I leave the operating room, it was 12 or 13 hours that I was there, I get in my car, I'm 100 years old. There, but I put the music, I listen to a show where I tell things that I like, or we talk about culture. I think about all that, I'm coming home and the blues is over! "
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