The
Old Coot adds things up.
By
Merlin Lessler
We
name a number. It’s how old coots respond (to each other) when asked, “How are you
doing?” We don’t go into detail about our current ailments. We just state a
number that corresponds to the number of issues we’re dealing with at the
moment. We’ve retired the age-old and over used replies - Not bad – Not so hot
– OK. Our response is usually in the 3 to 4 range. I hit 6 one day last
December. It’s not as bad as it sounds, but sometimes the collective number of
minor ailments we deal with makes us preoccupied with our state of health, even
more self-possessed than normal.
Responding
with a “6” was a kindness to the, “How you doing?” asker. Better than running
through my list at the time - a tender arthritic knuckle on my left index
finger – an achy left knee (my good one) – a cold coming on – a nagging low
level tooth ache, that may or may not go away – a bad haircut (something more upsetting
than you might think, especially when the cutter did exactly what I’d asked for)
– and lastly, a zit in the middle of my forehead, that apparently had been
lying in wait for 60 years before making its debut.
It doesn’t take much to get your number up
there. Start with a sore back, a common ailment that old coots are well versed
in. Throw in a leg that keeps cramping up, stub a toe, add a dash of vertigo
and you have a recipe that gets you off and running. The magic number is 10.
That’s when you start engaging the worst of your grouchy, old crab persona.
Fortunately, it usually only takes a day or two before you get used to it, or USED
OF IT, as my son used to say when he was a toddler, bumping around the house
and racking up a stack of numbers himself.
Women,
I’ve noticed, don’t play the numbers game. They don’t keep track and add them
up, they just deal with whatever number of ailments they face and make us look
bad. Yet, society refers to them as the weaker sex. What a lie. If I wasn’t crabbing
about hitting the “5” I’m dealing with today, I’d expand on the issue and help
my gender understand the truth, that WE, are the weaker sex. Not even strong
enough to admit it. It’s that often quoted saying, “If men had the babies,
every kid would be an only child.
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