by Kassandra Lamb ~ With my seventieth birthday looming, I figured a reblog of this post, That Day I Got Old, by my good friend Barb Taub would be an appropriate off-week goodie.
Yup, you read that right, my seventieth birthday, as in seven-zero, is happening in less than two weeks. How can that be? Btw, I had to look up how to spell seventieth. I had no clue. I’ve never had to count birthdays that high before. At least, not my birthdays!
But leave it to Barb to make even getting old seem funny.
Here is… That Day I Got Old
by Barb Taub
In the early days of the pandemic, I told my daughter I was making face masks to distribute to vulnerable neighbors.
Me: We have to pull together to make sure vulnerable people are safe.
Daughter: Mama, you do know YOU’RE one of the vulnerable.
Well, I took a happy trip up the River Denial, and managed to convince myself a mistake had been made with that one. It lasted until last weekend when a nurse sat down with me at Crosshouse Hospital (see that story here) to fill out the intake form. Only… somehow there were a lot of new things she wanted to know.
Gone were the questions about my units of alcohol, tobacco, and drug consumption, my chances of being pregnant, and other exciting lifestyle commentaries. Instead, she had very different concerns.
Nurse: What hours do your carers look after you?
Nurse: Can you read your prescription directions?
Nurse: Are you continent?
Me: Are you serious?
READ MORE of That Day I Got Old HERE…
Posted by Kassandra Lamb. Kassandra is a retired psychotherapist turned mystery writer. She is the author of the Kate Huntington psychological mysteries, set in her native Maryland, and the Marcia Banks and Buddy cozy mysteries, set in Central Florida. Plus she has started a new police procedural series, also set in Florida—The C.o.P. on the Scene mysteries. And she writes romantic suspense under the pen name of Jessica Dale.
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Barb TaubAugust 23, 2022 at 9:19 am
Thanks for the reblog. And so funny—we had to look up the spelling of ‘seventieth’ too! (For a friend, obviously 🙄)
Kassandra LambAugust 23, 2022 at 2:49 pm
You’re welcome! That is a very tricky word, I discovered.
And thanks for the material. Whenever I’m short on blog ideas, I just borrow one of your posts. Always a hoot!!!
Cheryl ArcemontAugust 23, 2022 at 12:31 pm
I was so glad I wasn’t eating or drinking anything while reading this article and when I took the link to read the whole article of “The Day I Got Old!” I can relate to most of it at 60 and get lots of funny reactions when I tell people I am that age – I will be a hoot on my 70th. Happy very early birthday – I was sure you were in your 50s! 😲🤗💖
Kassandra LambAugust 23, 2022 at 2:51 pm
Aww, thanks, Cheryl. You look pretty darn good yourself!
I enjoyed my 60s. Old enough that you don’t really care anymore what anybody thinks. Still young enough to do a lot of mischief…LOL