I didn’t forget about you . Not possible. Busy yesterday healing my own 72 not 75 year old aches and I’ll brag they are rare. So there ! I have a cleaning lady but she doesn’t fly. In the meantime do what the doctor dictates or……. Drink.
I feel your pain. I'm 78 and I just injured my back again. From what? Sitting in my favorite chair without periodically standing up. It's been 2 weeks, and my whole life has changed in that time. Also my osteoporosis and shrinking are kicking in.
You mean you DON'T have a cleaning lady. I've always had one even when I was broke. Paying cleaning lady came before groceries. My Jewish mother always had one and I considered it a necessity of life.
This is hilarious, as you always are. Brilliant, crackling wit, that's the Joyce Wadler brand. I hurt my back once. They put me in traction at Doctors' Hospital, near Gracie Mansion, where you could smoke in bed while white-jacketed waiters served the patients wine. My cousin, a doctor, came to visit me and said "Traction doesn't work, but it's the only way to get Blue Cross to pay for bed rest." Loved your column. Love them all!
Oh NO. I guess that means no lunch on Monday? But SO very funny, especially the core. I’m sidelined by a hip flexor situation. Bought something called a hip hook. You lie on it. Looks like a fancy windshield wiper. Keep arching!
That seals it: am 77 and never participating in gardening, cooking, cleaning or any sport, foreign or domestic again. It's bad for your health and I promised to live until my money runs out...which won't be long!
Hilarious and oy at the same time. I first pulled something when I was in my 20’s, reaching for a scrap of the New York Times off the floor from a sitting position. And it’s haunted me ever since. It is not a myth that one knows when it’s going to rain on even the most blissful blue sky.
I am so so sorry…I also do not have a cleaning last, but I also don’t have a car!
(Yes, even in a split second, my mind flashes to the worst possibility. That is why I am a writer.
Mine does that too. I always wondered why the hell I was a writer. Now I know.
I didn’t forget about you . Not possible. Busy yesterday healing my own 72 not 75 year old aches and I’ll brag they are rare. So there ! I have a cleaning lady but she doesn’t fly. In the meantime do what the doctor dictates or……. Drink.
thank you always for making darkness light!
I feel your pain. I'm 78 and I just injured my back again. From what? Sitting in my favorite chair without periodically standing up. It's been 2 weeks, and my whole life has changed in that time. Also my osteoporosis and shrinking are kicking in.
Jon, Oy. In other words, you got injured just by existing. Hanging from the door jamb worked as a morning stretch for me. Until, I guess, it didn't.
Oy is right
You mean you DON'T have a cleaning lady. I've always had one even when I was broke. Paying cleaning lady came before groceries. My Jewish mother always had one and I considered it a necessity of life.
Erica,
This morning, with back pain, I see your point. But you are missing out on one of the best ways to avoid writing.
Agreed. You can always tell when I have a writing deadline coming up because my house is immaculate.
This is hilarious, as you always are. Brilliant, crackling wit, that's the Joyce Wadler brand. I hurt my back once. They put me in traction at Doctors' Hospital, near Gracie Mansion, where you could smoke in bed while white-jacketed waiters served the patients wine. My cousin, a doctor, came to visit me and said "Traction doesn't work, but it's the only way to get Blue Cross to pay for bed rest." Loved your column. Love them all!
Thank you!
I think Doctors' Hospital went under. Otherwise, I would check in for dinner.
Now 83! It’s not always going to rain!
If anyone says "yoga" to me, I 'll turn swiftly intending to run, but the torque puts my back out.
Tracy demanded that I read your column the minute she walked into the kitchen. "It's one of her best," she said with finality. It is.
Thank you, Tracy! Thank you, Loosh!
Oh NO. I guess that means no lunch on Monday? But SO very funny, especially the core. I’m sidelined by a hip flexor situation. Bought something called a hip hook. You lie on it. Looks like a fancy windshield wiper. Keep arching!
Lesley,
Yes, to lunch – I just asked Roberta if we could make it in the city. I am mobile, I’m just bitching a lot.
That seals it: am 77 and never participating in gardening, cooking, cleaning or any sport, foreign or domestic again. It's bad for your health and I promised to live until my money runs out...which won't be long!
I hear sex is excellent for bad backs.
Being a widow and at my age, thank gawd I have a good back...that prescription isn’t gettin’ filled!
Hilarious and oy at the same time. I first pulled something when I was in my 20’s, reaching for a scrap of the New York Times off the floor from a sitting position. And it’s haunted me ever since. It is not a myth that one knows when it’s going to rain on even the most blissful blue sky.
I am so so sorry…I also do not have a cleaning last, but I also don’t have a car!
Take care.
Doris, Oh, no! Unless you are now 32, that is too long to suffer.