Hey Baby boomers....You've heard about it. You remember your own parents taking care of Grandma/Grandpa, kind of felt their pain and moved on because your life was all about you. Now your life is consumed by your aging parents. Of course, you are so lucky to have them. Lost my Dad when he was just 67 after a month prior of him playing golf. Have to say that he took the best way out.
Maybe we should have consulted greater powers, given him some life-sustaining drugs, put him through the torture of Chemo but, before we could do it, God had a better plan and my, how he was blessed. My Dad never wore an adult diaper, his children and grandchildren only briefly saw him sick, he was never a burden and we all were heartbroken when he died.
Today we have better options, we can sustain life in so many ways. We can watch our parents stay alive in vegetative state, life prolonged by so many options and watch them loose their dignity and always remember them by how it was at the end. I personally think I will find the means to keep myself from getting to this position.
I certainly don't fear growing old, I fear being old. My Mom, although a bit daffy now and talks too much about every one's ailments continues to learn, do and enjoy life at 75. Her friends and so many of my relatives do the same. Of course, they have been so blessed and not faced a debilitating illness. But, there are OLD people out there who have totally given up on life and somehow enjoy being a burden to their families and will out live my Mom et al I am sure.
Goes to show that only THE GOOD DIE YOUNG.....
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