My posts during April form part of the Blogging from A to Z Challenge. My theme this year is Jazz and I've selected a variety of classics from across the board. I've mixed up the performers a bit though ...
Julian brushed his teeth in front of the bathroom mirror. It was steamed up as he'd just finished his shower, but he quite liked the soft-focus look it provided. He rinced his mouth and combed his hair, singing a pastiche to one of his favourite Frankie numbers "You make me look so young, you make me look as though spring has spring ..." He tried to do a quick step, but had to grab the rail to avoid falling, not a good idea with his rheumatism.
Now steadied, he walked slowly through to the kitchen where he topped up his kettle to make tea. He put a small frying pan on the fire and threw in a couple of pieces of bacon. While they crisped up, he popped some bread in to toast and finally put an egg on to fry. Settling down at his small kitchen table which he'd laid the night before, he tucked into his cooked breakfast, a napkin in around his collar. Today was going to be a big day and he wanted to look his best. Leaving the house after a second cup of tea, Julian made his way to the corner bus stop where he caught the 8 minutes past to the station. In plenty of time to catch the train at 20 to, he bought a newspaper and walked slowly through the underpass to the far platform.
He was met on arrival by a small neat lady wearing a badge to identify that she was from the "Spring Institute". Having completed all the paperwork in advance, everthing went smoothly and Julian didn't need to open his newspaper once after arrival. Finally in the treatment room, Julian relaxed under the influence of the pre-med and soon drifted off.
Waking up in recovery, a nurse popped her head round the door "Ah Mr Marshall, you're back with us. How do you feel?" "Fine" Julian replied. The consultant came in just as the nurse was finishing and, having glanced at Julian's chart, said "well, that's all gone beautifully. You can go home once you've been to the toilet and had something to eat and drink." Julian noticed nothing different immediately, but felt a bit daft asking if that was normal. He probably should've asked something like that before ...
The same small neat lady drove him back to the station and told him what time his next train was, saying : "if you run, you should make it." Justin looked at her as if she were daft, before thinking "Oh, if all's gone well, I should be able to run." And so he did. He caught the train with a minute to spare too. The treatment had certainly worked on his energy levels and he was keen to see how he looked. On arrival, the waiting room was locked "Bloody typical!" grumbled Julian, before jogging up the hill towards his flat. Catching sight of his reflection in shop windows along the way, things looked promising, but it wasn't till he was finally stood in front of his bathroom mirror that he was rendered speechless.
Leaving the bathroom, he crossed the room and put on his favourite Frank Sinatra LP. He gave it his best Sammy Davis Jr shoe shuffle routine and sang along with it: "You make me feel so young, you make me feel as though spring has sprung ..." He didn't care what was in that treatment, it worked and he was going to be returning every year from now on. Hell, he might even get himself a girlfriend ...
© 2017 Debra Carey
From the classic 1956 Frank Sinatra album "Songs for Swinging Lovers", this was to be a perennial Sinatra favourite, performed regularly in the live shows.
Sammy Cahn even wrote some special lyrics "You make me feel so Old" for a TV special following the engagement of Frank's daughter, Nancy.
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