Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Getting Old Sucks
I was suppose to have an enjoyable vacation with my daughter and sister. Okay, it wasn't going to be 100 percent enjoyable. Part of it was going to involve doing an intervention with our dad to try and convince him that it was time to move to an assisted living arrangement. We knew this was going to be a huge battle. Life has a weird way of throwing curve balls at you sometimes. We didn't have the talk. Actually, we couldn't have the talk. As soon as we arrived to see him, my dad broke his hip. We spent the entire trip holed up in a hospital. My sister is still there, making sure he's comfortable and preparing to make arrangements for his future living situation. Independent living at home is not an option anymore. I would love to be one of those people who age gracefully and live to be 110 with no health problems. But that doesn't really seem very possible, I'm afraid. Most of us will develop health issues and need medical assistance. Lots of medical assistance. The average age is now about 81 years for women, 77 years for men. I'm just over the halfway point for women. My eyes are going. My hearing is going. My memory is going. At this rate, I hate to see what I'm going to be like when I hit 81. If I should be so lucky. I think when it's my time to move into assisted living, I'd like it to be a cruise ship. The costs are high enough, right? Might as well make a nice, long vacation out of it. I suppose the bar tab would get kinda high. Getting old sucks.