I don’t have a choice about using a walker right now, and I brought one home from the hospital. Our house is conducive to walker use except for a couple of places. As I rounded the door jamb into the kitchen, John was poised to enter the kitchen from the other end. I exclaimed,
“Oh no, we’re going to crash.” And laughed.
John wasn’t amused.
A day or so
later, I came out of the bedroom into the hallway just as John prepared to come
down the hallway. I squared my walker off, twisted my hands on the handles and
made motorcycle sounds. I coined the term Walker War, and again, John was not
amused.
During a phone
conversation with our son, I told him about our Walker War and elaborated on
how there should be a reality show called Walker Wars. My son was also not
amused…where are their senses of humor?
Since that
conversation which had me laughing until my eyes teared, I’ve given the Walker Wars
idea even more thought and think it could be a reality show gem, especially
since there are or soon will be more boomers than those younger. I mean really.
People actually watch the Kardashians, those hillbilly folks, the family that
has more than 19 children; some other show about extreme cheapskates and a new
one called Sex Box is set to premier in the next month or so. How could Walker
Wars possibly fail?
So here goes
my idea. Nursing homes/skilled facilities/retirement homes around the country
could vie for a spot on the show. The contests could be held either in the
homes or some nearby facility that would be conducive to this program. Winners
of regional contests would move to state and the winner there to nationals. The
national winners would receive a million dollar renovation for their home or
some kind of reward that would benefit the residents.
Can’t you
picture a wide hall in a home, both sides crowded with wheelchair bound
residents and the spry contestants at either end with their walkers all gussied
up. In fact, that could be a separate contest which could include walker users
that don’t wish to compete in the war. There are people who really like to
fancy up their walkers, so there could be prizes for the most beautiful,
disguised or decorative walker…how fun would that be.
Back to the
Walker Wars. The MC, (ala Jeff Probst) would be stationed on a slightly raised
platform in the middle of the hallway, maybe in a doorway. He begins by raising
the crowd’s excitement level, identifying the contestants and providing some
background for each. Then, it’s time. The MC says,
“Walkers ready?” and following a brief
pause, shouts “GO!!!!!”
Immediately,
the walkers at either end of the hall begin to move forward. The MC encourages
and provides commentary:
“Look at #5, already ahead of the
pack. Oh, #11, you’re going to have to pick it up if you want to stay in the
game. Oh no, looks like Walker #8 has
fallen and can’t get up…staff are rushing to the rescue. It’s #5 and #14 at the
midway point. Who’s going to make it to the end first? You better increase your
steps #14 or #5 is going to get there first.”
The
commentary can continue in this vein until one of the walkers reaches the other
end of the hall. Imagine the excitement which could include heart attacks,
strokes and who knows what other problems all this excitement might bring to
the residents and participants. Most likely the greatest exhilaration anyone
living there has had in a very long time. I’d be willing to bet the majority of
the residents would absolutely love to participate in such an experience. I know I would if I were there.
So, there’s
my idea for a reality show that anyone of a certain age could really get
behind. I’m sure the majority of us would much rather watch something like this
than something called Sex Box or multiple people bathe in the same tub of
water because they are extreme cheapskates. Wonder if Mark or Jeff will catch
this and make it a reality. I know I’d tune in every single week to watch my
contemporaries duke it out with their walkers…hell, I’d even join them with the
most customized walker ever when the time came.
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