Am I still mid-twenties?

In one of my more lucid moments in the illness doom that was yesterday I remembered I had a little bottle of Olbas Oil. Sprinkled it all over my pillow. Then I had a shower, which was refreshing, but horrfied to discover a nasty red rash over most of my skin. Ouchies. Then returned to bed, where the Olbas Oil did the magic thing and temporarily waved byebye to the symptoms and I had much needed and joyful sleep, and I feel really perky this morning. Of course I’m still ill, having got out of bed the symptoms are returning again, and that’s not good. But I’m feeling somewhat better than yesterday, my heartbeat and breathing seem to have returned to normal and theres nothing like lots of nice presents to make me happy. Thank you snow_leopard for the Fluxx games. I hope you realise my German is appalling. And thanks to lovely mirabehn for silly limericks to make me smile.

Can I still get away with claiming to be mid-twenties? It’s worked until now.