This year, I will be 82 and, for the last 18 months, I've been ill; in January 2017 it was a two month chest infection, followed by 5 weeks well - and then it was 5 weeks shingles followed by Post Herpetic Neuralgia (because the bliddy shingles damaged my nerves and, apparently slow-crawl to recovery)
When you're this age, you really haven't the time left to be ill but, of course, this is just the time when most of us are.
I went out with my youngest son and d-i-l for a meal yesterday evening for the first time in 18 months. Then, this morning I've received an email from him saying how well I looked at last, so although I am still not yet out of the pain/soreness woods, I am now getting there.