Reading through this thread makes me feel incredibly lucky.
I was 70 last Thursday and I can honestly say I have never had any serious illness in my life.
Sure I get all the usual (and inevitable) age related aches and joint pains, but it's a case of accepting them and carrying on. They are obviously not too bad as I've never even considered pain relief tablets or lotions and potions.
The only tablet I take is one 5mg Amlodipine daily, which keeps my blood pressure in check.
I'm still active and still enjoy life. I wear glasses for reading only.
My hearing deteriorated quiet badly in my 50s but although I dislike wearing them, hearing aids mean that I can still follow conversations on a one to one basis, (though I do struggle in group settings, i.e. four or five people talking over each other in the pub etc.) As well as my general health I've also been incredibly lucky never to have had any serious injury. The only broken bone I've ever had was a broken nose and that was over 30 years ago.
I still do a fair amount of walking.
I still get to the match whenever I can get tickets (really enjoy taking my Grandson these days)
I still get to the pub a couple of times a week (and still drink too much)
The real problem with increasing age is the sadness that comes with the more regular loss of friends and family members.
A week on Monday I will be a pallbearer at my elder sisters funeral.
Particularly after reading this thread however, I realise how fortunate I am to be in the position to be able to do that.