LO can be siblings, adult children, relatives. Later in life is fast approaching, and I want to be the sweet little old lady any caregiver would love to fix hair, wheel around, give good care to, be proud to take out in public, and most of all love. A recent fall in my yard made me realize that may never happen, and I could end up an awful person.
Make this post about you, what are your hopes and dreams as you age, how will you fulfill that? What is your caregiver going to post about you.? Yes, it is fully understood we don't care what "they" say, but what would YOU want them to say?
Go ahead, exaggerate!
Windy's going to start a horse riding therapy program for the little old ladies in the hospice home where he volunteers, inbetween rewiring all the nursing homes with defective wiring that's unsafe. He's already stressing out his caregivers because he's so active and won't sit still to rest up.
There's a problem with my winter ghillie suit though. I wore it this morning b/c it was chilly after the frost, and the police came over after frightened neighbors called, having concluded that I was a Yeti that had moved south because of global warming.
In the future we may see Andre Rieu hosting a whole audience of caregivers and their loved ones, with special melodies adapted to those who grew up in the 20's, 30's, or 40's. Plans are already considered of copyrighting this concept as a new elder care therapy and marketing it to other orchestras.
In the meantime Dmanbro and Windy have teamed up to create the first nursing home that ....hold your breath....actually has real, working, effective humidification. No more dry air. No more gasping as you walk into the place and feel the air being sucked out of your lungs b/c it's so dry. No more rapid exhaustion b/c of the low humidity turning you into a parched caregiver. No more itching and scratching and applying bottles of lotion because your skin has dried out like shoe leather.
Actually, all 5 of my kids have made plans to bring me to their homes when I get "that way". So sweet and NOT what I want. They see a pretty bouncy 59 yo who tends for free and cleans the house, to boot. I imagine I will be a holy terror in my old age and they will be glad I am living in a nice, locked in facility.
I also imagine they will say "where on earth did mom learn to talk that way??" Weirdly, as I am getting older and I can't find a word I want to use, I use the German word instead. I imagine I will be fluently speaking a language they don't understand.
Good God! What do I do with this crazy old woman! She has a dirty potty mouth and absolutely no filters. She seems to think that telling it like it is, is appropriate! She is willing to take her medications (thank goodness) but completely refuses to give up her gaming habit. She has accounts in every single MMORPG that is available and is always insisting we upgrade her computer so she can play faster (even though she has zero reflexes and spends her time yelling at the "noobs" in the game). I'm surprised she can easily work the newest of computer devices to play her games, but can't figure out the microwave or the remote control for the TV. She loves to eat a varied and large diet...so we must restrict her food but she swears that if we take away her Kraft macaroni and cheese she will stage a sit in. What's a sit in? She has an endless supply of cross stitch stash which she swears she needs every bit of, even though she has enough for many lifetimes. Finally, now that the right to die is in effect at the federal level, she constantly checks to make sure that her end of life (life stopping) medication is within her reach. With her genetic Parkinson's disease she swears she will off herself before she is unable to enjoy life any more. I worry I will find her dead in bed some morning with no warning...but she will have a smile on her face.
Angel
Her parrots and dogs are still living with her. She couldn't live without them.
Angel
If I can't garden directly in the ground, I already have plans roughed out for elevated assistive gardening.