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Mulling over a roommate – it’ll take some thinking

By From page B5 | February 01, 2014

I usually am up at about 4: 30 a.m., but I have had a little “relapse” because of my cold or flu, whatever it is. The low-grade fever that goes along with it gives the cool morning air a little bite and me the chills. So, recently at 4:30 a.m., I decided to stay in bed and enjoy the soft warmth of my own body heat.

At 6 a.m., I made the same decision: Stay in bed. Finally, at 8 a.m., I pried myself out of bed humming the old George M. Cohan tune from World War I, “Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning. Oh, how I’d love to remain in bed.”

No, I’m not quite that old. James Cagney made a movie about the Cohan family that featured that song, among others. A lot of folks remember Cagney as the tough gangster character in the movies, but he was first a top song-and-dance man in vaudeville.

In any event, I’m up and moving. When you are an old guy like me with lots of friends you get plenty of advice on what to do when you have a cold. One of the things most often mentioned is, “Get plenty of rest.” Like, don’t get out and take your walks. Well, exercise plays an important part in living and in recovery. When you don’t move around, after awhile things don’t work. My compromise is that while I do still exercise, I do less.

I’m humming that tune again. I think it’s telling me to go back to bed, but I think I’ll get out and walk a mile instead. I wonder what tomorrow will be like?

I’ll feel better after my walk. I’ll finish this tomorrow. . . .

Well, here it is, another day. Another night in the cocoon. In bed until 8 a.m., again. It definitely could be habit-forming. I believe that the reason it feels so good is that my body doesn’t feel good. I’ll go with what the “old bod” tells me to do for a while. It has my best interest at heart.

On a related subject, the matter of diminished abilities with age, I have had some informative talks with good friend and almost daughter Cathy Ritch about having a senior roommate. I have thought about getting rid of a bunch of stuff and getting a room somewhere. That is about the same thing as having a roommate. Just being someone else’s roommate, share expenses and chores and have the security of not being alone. I’ll have to think about it. Maybe even explore the possibilities. I’m open to ideas. Let me know what you think.

My vision is getting worse. Going south I think is the old expression. Good eyes would be a prerequisite for a partner. Someone who is orderly, which I am not.

If someone has been through this and is willing to share their experience, I would really be grateful. I’m still not convinced, but I’m willing to consider the possibility. It would be a really big step for me.

I’m off to today’s walk wearing my thinking cap. It’s no fun getting less capable. I keep telling myself, “Adapt, Murray. Adapt.”

Gotta do it.

Murray Bass can be reached at 427-0744 or [email protected]

Murray Bass

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  • The MisterFebruary 01, 2014 - 7:33 am

    Murray... I expected you to tell us you joined the Tony Randall club. I know that when you're not down with the flu that you are very young of mind and your body does its best to keep up. I had a picture in my mind of some daughter's father standing in your front yard with a shotgun demanding you do the right thing! Sure it would be fun for a while... but look what happened to Tony Randall. You might want to think about getting a nice little dog instead. Get well soon, Murray!

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  • P.J.February 01, 2014 - 9:18 am

    Murray! I thought I was the only one who remembered James Cagney and the movie about the Cohan fmaily. From that movie also came the song; "I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy! Becoming less able to do the things we love, even going for a walk, is "yes" part of the aging process. Physical injuries and illnesses that keep us "in" then....adds to our aging! Vicious cycle. I no longer set an alarm unless I must be somewhere early. My usual wake up is now: 8 a.m. I'm terrible about reading in bed until all hours. I'd apply for the job of "house friend", but no one can be less orderly than ME!

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