The Sad Case of the Elderly

The yoga instructor at Snowbird

was having us stand on one foot,

bring the other leg up

then reach it straight out front

then swing it back

and take hold of our foot

with our hand

while leaning forward.

I think it's called Dancer Pose.

Sure.

I stood there

doing nothing.

"You should balance everyday,"

she directed.

"I do tree at home."

"Well, do tree now."

Of course, I couldn't.

and I thought:

Lady, 

I'm 81-and-a-half years old;

I have a tumor that totally 

robbed me of my hearing and balance

on my right side;

I am in treatment for breast cancer;

I am in physical therapy for my

shoulder and knees.

"But, I didn't say anything,"

I brag to Amy later.

"Good, because she doesn't care,"

replied Amy.

"I know."