Journalists alluded to Sarah in the New York Times and Entertainment Weekly this week.
The July 22 issue of Entertainment Weekly lists Sarah as one of five Tweeters to follow for “funny, snarky, and actually insightful commentary” during the weeks of the Republican and Democratic national conventions.
And Frank Bruni’s op-ed piece (“The Citrusy Mystery of Trump’s Hair”) in the Sunday New York Times (7/17/16) quotes Sarah’s description of Donald Trump’s hair hue: “Tuscan surprise.”
Sarah was seen out walking and having lunch in New York City yesterday.
Sarah and Jimmy Kimmel will both be among the judges in Comedy Central’s Jeff Ross Presents Roast Battle, according to Entertainment Weekly. The four-night special will broadcast from Montreal Just for Laughs, July 28 to July 31. Other judges will be David Spade and Anthony Jeselnik.
Tickets are now available for Sarah’s August date of “Sarah Silverman and Friends” at Largo in Los Angeles. She does that show once a month when she’s available. In August she’ll be there on the 13th.
Despite the bandana covering her face, we’re glad to see Sarah was out walking in Beverly Hills today after her surgery and week hospital stay.
This is what one of the doctors who treated Sarah’s epiglottitis told ET during an interview today:
Dr. Rob Huizenga spoke to ET about Silverman’s life-threatening condition called epiglottitis, a bacterial infection of the upper part of the larynx, which required surgery.
“Epiglottitis can be a fatal disease, because this tissue is sitting right on top of your windpipe,” Huizenga told ET. “If it swells from a burn or an infection, suddenly the whole mechanism of getting air from your mouth into your lungs is closed off unless you literally put a tube past that blockage into the lung.”
The procedure was especially stressful for Silverman as her blood pressure was too low for her to be fully sedated, meaning she was conscious through the ordeal.
“It can be very freaky and very scary because you’re awake and alert, but because the tube goes through your vocal cords, you can’t phonate,” Huizenga said. “You can’t make any sounds. You can’t talk.”
Editor’s Note: We have been holding back back posting the news about the announcement that Sarah will be getting a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, as well as the Disney official announcement of a Wreck-It Ralph sequel– both because we knew something serious was happening with Sarah and we wanted to wait for word about that. Here, finally, is word. Sarah posted the following on Facebook today:
Hi. This is me telling everyone in my life at once why I haven’t been around. This will not interest everyone so feel free to disregard.
I was in the ICU all of last week and I am insanely lucky to be alive. Don’t even know why I went to the doctor, it was just a sore throat. But I had a freak case of epiglottitis.
I owe my life to Dr. Shawn Nasseri, Dr. Robert Naruse, Dr. Rob Huizenga, every nurse, and every technician & orderly at Cedars who’s punch-the-clock jobs happen to save human lives on the regular.
There’s something that happens when three people you’re so close to die within a year and then YOU almost die but don’t. (That was me. I’m the one that didn’t die.) It’s a strange dichotomy between, “Why me?” and the other, “Why me?”
They couldn’t put me fully to sleep for the recovery process because my blood pressure’s too low. I was drugged just enough to not feel the pain and have no idea what was happening or where I was. They had to have my hands restrained to keep me from pulling out my breathing tube. My friend Stephanie said I kept writing “was I in an accident?”
When I woke up 5 days later I didn’t remember anything. I thanked everyone at the ICU for my life, went home, and then slowly as the opiates faded away, remembered the trauma of the surgery & spent the first two days home kind of free-falling from the meds / lack of meds and the paralyzing realization that nothing matters. Luckily that was followed by the motivating revelation that nothing matters.
I’m so moved by my real-life hero, Michael, and amazing Sissies (blood & otherwise) & friendos, who all coordinated so that there wasn’t a moment I was alone. It makes me cry. Which hurts my throat. So stop.
Anyway there are some funny stories too.
I couldn’t speak for a while and I don’t remember a lot of my “lucid” time, but Amy (the Zvi) told me I stopped a nurse – like it was an emergency – furiously wrote down a note and gave it to her. When she looked at it, it just said, “Do you live with your mother?” next to a drawing of a penis.
Also, when I first woke up and the breathing tube came out, I still couldn’t talk and they gave me a board of letters to communicate. My loved ones stood there, so curious what was going to be the first thing I had to say. They followed my finger, rapt, as I pointed from letter to letter until I finally spelled out, “Did you see ‘Hello My Name is Doris.'”
I love you all. Your friend,