The other night we were watching TV when a commercial came on about the new Go Get ‘Em Scooter. “As comfortable as your recliner…” It showed a smiling, silver-haired senior navigating a fairway.
“Join into family life…” Another smiling spry senior demonstrating her ease of mobility at a family gathering.
I started beating Jay on his arm. “I want one of those.”
He gave me the look.
“….easy payments….” the announcer said.
I wonder how much energy it takes to charge that thing? I had just opened the power bill and wondered if perhaps they had accidentally sent me Al Gore’s electric bill.
“You’d better start saving now; things aren’t going so well for me with this aging process.”
He agreed.
And then last night, he came into our room. I was in perfect repose on the bed.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Shhhhh! This is s wonderful moment,” I said.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing hurts right now,” I said in a dreamy voice. I hadn’t even taken any ibu. I think, anyway.
“Maybe I won’t need that Go Get ‘Em after all,” I said.
Jay chortled his disbelief.
And I knew I’d better move and get my special orthopedic pillow before a blinding headache climbed up the back of my neck.
But it was good while it lasted.
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