Tuesday, May 07, 2013

Who is Oliver Sacks? and other complications of senescence

Signs I might be getting older:

1.  Last night I was excited to find Oliver Sacks had tweeted about my article in Slate.  Math Man wasn't home, but I told The Boy who looked at me blankly for a moment, and said, "Who is Oliver Sacks?" (I prompted "Uncle Tungsten?" which provoked a mild grunt of recognition.) Today I chatted with Crash, who said once he had looked up Oliver Sacks he could see why I was excited.

2.  A student in my office today who wondered why I needed to swap glasses to read what she wanted to show me.

3.  My doctor, who when I asked about a symptom at an appointment this morning told me, with a matter of fact air, "You're aging."  To which I actually responded with a moan.


  1. There is a solution to #2 but we all need to accept #3. It is part of life! Thanks for a good chuckle.

    1. Laughter was my second response!

  2. I'm told I may go the way of the bifocal within 4 years. I'm not sure if that's the eye doctor seeing a trendline or age statistics.

  3. plasterer sutton
    I'm reminded of Jesus' words to the persnickety Pharisees: "You have strained out the gnat & gulped down the camel."

  4. When the doctor hooks you up to an EKG not because he heard anything unusual, but just because you are aging. But I can still climb the hills at Wernersville.