Yeah, that Zsa Zsa. The 94-year-old one who’s been ill for forever and who’s convinced that she’s knockin’ on heaven’s door. But hey, you know what would help with all those woes? A little bitty baby!
You might be wondering how any of this is possible, and let me relieve your curiosity by explaining that it’s possible because Zsa Zsa has a man of questionable character and mental stability for a husband. Her fella, Prince Frederic von Anhalt, is a respectable 67-year-old man who is currently in the process of doing blood work and looking for donors so that they can get to making the newest addition to their little family. The weird thing is that Zsa Zsa’s down with this – see, Zsa Zsa only has one child, 64-year-old Francesca, but ol’ Fran doesn’t use the Gabor family name, and Zsa Zsa’s sisters didn’t have any kids. The Gabor name will die with Zsa Zsa unless they get a doctor to cook up a baby for them real quick, so that’s the game plan.
This seems way weird, right? I’ve never been 94 or 67, but I feel pretty confident in saying that I don’t think I’d want to become a parent at either of those ages. Like, my grandma’s ten years younger than Zsa Zsa and it’s all she can do to take care of her crippled poodle, you know?
Zsa Zsa Gabor has been hanging in there for quite some time despite being ill, but after hearing the news that her friend Elizabeth Taylor passed away yesterday, she immediately checked in to the hospital. Her publicist said that the loss of Elizabeth and her friend Jane Russell convinced her that she would be the next to die, and the stress, combined with her high blood pressure, was too much for Zsa Zsa to handle.
Dude, this is the saddest story ever. First of all, Jane, Liz and Zsa Zsa were three of their generations most beautiful and well-known women and watching them go through the same decay and death process as any elderly person is kind of crazy. Celebrities are just like us, guys. Secondly, I can’t think of anything much more scary and depressing than being one of the last people alive out of your circle of friends. Like, hug your grandparents extra hard next time you see them.
Zsa Zsa Gabor, the woman whose name still comes to mind whenever I think of glamor, has found herself in the hospital once again. Her visit this time comes after experiencing a nasty bed fall.
The movie veteran, 93, fell out of bed at her Bel-Air home late on Saturday night and was taken to nearby UCLA Medical Center after her concerned husband, Prince Frederic von Anhalt, called an ambulance.
Her publicist, John Blanchette, who received a panic-stricken call from von Anhalt, says, “He said it was bad, she had broken several bones.”
The rep adds that the former screen siren has been confined to her bed since a 2002 car accident left her partially paralysed: “She has been bedridden since her accident in 2002. Her body is fragile but her mind is strong.”
She’s been bedridden for nearly a decade and is in her mid-90s, but while most people her age may not even survive tumbling out of bed, Zsa Zsa is still hanging in there. Because she’s a Boss Bitch and she always will be.
Feel better, girl. You’re in my prayers.