Thank you for all the kind words yesterday on our fireplace makeover. I am glad it’s finally done! I’ve been trucking back and forth lately with my grandfather to his doctor (s) for a variety of reasons and I commented the other day to him how sad it was to see so many elderly at their doctor appointments by themselves. It’s so sad to see someone who can barely walk and talk, trying to communicate with the staff at our local VA where my grandfather goes for his doctor appointments. It makes me wonder, where is their family? Do they have any family? I usually end up having a conversation with some of them in the waiting room and it blows my mind how many of them tell me that their family can’t be bothered helping them. It’s sad how many of them do have family and they don’t step up to help their elderly parents. What is wrong with people?
Since my grandparents returned from Florida over two years ago and moved in with us, living with my elderly grandparents has given me a sort of new perspective on my own life. My grandparents are not spring chickens and neither of them are in great health. My grandfather is starting to show signs of loosing his memory and getting confused more often.
We joke with him because sometimes he comes home from work, yes the man still insists on working, and will take a nap and wake up a couple hours later thinking it’s the next day. He gets up, eats his oatmeal and grabs his lunch pale (as he calls it) and heads back to work. My grandmother tries to tell him it’s still the “same day” but he insists otherwise and leaves for work. Of course, about 15 minutes later he returns and realizes it’s still the same day. He makes me laugh because most of the time, he picks on himself and jokes about it. I hope he is always light hearted about it and doesn’t get to grumpy. The man can get pretty grumpy. ha
Living with my elderly grandparents makes me think about how my parents will be in their 80’s. I pray they live a long healthy life. I wonder, will I be taking them to doctor appointments and helping take care of them? It’s so weird to see the grandparents that you remember as so young and vibrant as a kid, deteriorate right before your eyes. I often think about how it will be to watch my parents deteriorate as they get older. So many questions and thoughts about how I will be as an elder and who will take care of me!? Kind of scary to think about those things. I know if I wasn’t living in this multigenerational living arrangement, I probably wouldn’t be thinking about this stuff but it’s kind of hard not to, when you live like we do, four generations under one roof.
Those are my random thoughts for today :). Who would have ever thought I would be writing about elderly and living with my grandparents and parents 5 plus years ago. My how life changes.