It's the dreams you've to worry abut for the rest of your life, Pops. The dreams.
This is no joke. I still dream I am about to sit an accountancy exam. An exam I sat and passed 27 years ago, but have no idea how I did it.
But it's not really the dream you need to worry about. It's the dread when you wake and think "shit, do I have an exam today?"
That is, no crap, an actual thing - I did my degree and then a post-grad a long time ago. Each year I have 6-12 exams in November. The first year after I finished the post-grad, I woke up one early November night in cold sweats because I hadn't studied.
And then spent about five minutes having a panic as I tried to figure out what I was having first.
Took a while to climb down from the panic that night.
The following November I woke up to the same panic. Rolled over, thought 'you're back again, you bastard' and went back to sleep.