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Jun 22, 2011 05:28AM
I'm nearly 54. There are days when I'm jealous of a stiff breeze.
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Unfortunately it is already too late for me to die young, so I'm hoping for a massive heart attack. Soon.
Its not just the physical deterioration, its also the boredom. It's crystal clear to me that I will never do anything brilliant or lasting or whatever. At this point I am just marking time.
Kevin "El Liso Grande" wrote: "i won't feel old til i'm almost 54. then i'm putting velco zippers on my pants and buying the Matlock box set DVD's"
You're lucky you're a few states away.
You're lucky you're a few states away.

Larry wrote: "54? Jeeeeez. *looks back at the years gone by*"
Cut yourself some slack. I only have a few years on you.
Cut yourself some slack. I only have a few years on you.
ms.petra wrote: "@Clark, your new avatar should say "I'm a hot mess!" :)"
Should I take that as a compliment?
Should I take that as a compliment?

I'm not looking to die young (well, relatively young). I just don't want to get old that way, just hanging out and waiting. Yeck. No, thank you.


Scout wrote: "Lobstergirl wrote: "I'm afraid of being beaten to death by a healthcare aide with a 10th grade education."
Education discrimination!"
What?! It happens all the time.
Education discrimination!"
What?! It happens all the time.
Kevin "El Liso Grande" wrote: "Lobstergirl wrote: "I'm afraid of being beaten to death by a healthcare aide with a 10th grade education."
^^LG LG LG"
Yes?
^^LG LG LG"
Yes?
Take in foster children. If you don't want to deal with troubled teens, take foster babies. My aunt did that in her 60s. (And Pat, you're not old....)
Pat wrote: "I hate it.
Unfortunately it is already too late for me to die young, so I'm hoping for a massive heart attack. Soon.
Its not just the physical deterioration, its also the boredom. It's crystal cl..."
Shit Pat, you have a few years on me. It's not really that bleak, is it? There has to be family somewhere that cares deeply for you, right?
"Brilliant," "lasting"... What the hell does that mean, anyway? I'm the last person to be holding myself up as some sort of beacon of saintliness, but through our church I help feed the homeless at St. Christine's in Detroit on a regular basis and while it breaks my heart to see some of those people, I at least feel like I've made a dent in easing their misery, even for a quick minute. In your world, do you feel something along those lines might qualify as "lasting"? If so, someone out there needs you.
Unfortunately it is already too late for me to die young, so I'm hoping for a massive heart attack. Soon.
Its not just the physical deterioration, its also the boredom. It's crystal cl..."
Shit Pat, you have a few years on me. It's not really that bleak, is it? There has to be family somewhere that cares deeply for you, right?
"Brilliant," "lasting"... What the hell does that mean, anyway? I'm the last person to be holding myself up as some sort of beacon of saintliness, but through our church I help feed the homeless at St. Christine's in Detroit on a regular basis and while it breaks my heart to see some of those people, I at least feel like I've made a dent in easing their misery, even for a quick minute. In your world, do you feel something along those lines might qualify as "lasting"? If so, someone out there needs you.

I want to be like my mother-in-law. She's 92, lives alone, does her own housework, gardening, and cooking. She's very bright mentally. But she told me that she's ready to go any time now. She just wonders what cross she still has left to ber, good Catholic woman that she is. :)

Along those lines: I'm afraid of the inevitable bodily deterioration that comes with the aging because I live in a world like this:
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article...
Recently visited a hospice to apply for volunteer stuff. Rather hoped to find something at least meaningful in it since a hopeful/uplifting sort of interaction was not likely. It was totally alienating. I didn't wince or cry or look away. I could smile at the withered and wasting and say nice things, but I felt like we were totally different species or something -- I felt totally disconnected from them. I'm still trying to accept the fact that I'll be one of those frail, dying elderly folks some day -- and that's if I'm "lucky".

Should I take that as a compliment?"
yes.

Along those lines: I'm afraid of the inevitable bodily deterioration that comes with the ..."
Nools, I've been a Hospice volunteer for 13 years--I love it. Not all of my clients are elderly, I have visited several women younger than 50 (my age) and spent several months visiting a 17-year-old boy.
Let us know how it goes!
Kevin "El Liso Grande" wrote: "geesh, now clark is gonna be dressing like travolta in SNF now and doing the hustle moves"
Get down, boogie oogie oogie.
Get down, boogie oogie oogie.

i was a cna years ago, but was forced to retire due to the damage done to my body from all the physical labor. lg, we are not all uncaring monsters.......although, i will admit, i did work with a few. i cared deeply for all my residents. depending on their individual mental and physical state, they were like beloved grandparents or my children.
i am actually shocked that i will be turning 40 this year. what the hell?!?! the life i have led, i should have been dead many times over. (and was knock, knock, knocking on death's door twice, but that's another thread). i can only guess i still have something to do.
i'm sure, unless i (please God, let me) die quietly in my bed, i'll end my life living in a nursing home. after everything i have seen, i pray i'm one of the ones who is wondering around suffering severe dementia, but childlike in my happiness rather than suffering great physical pain and being unable to do anything for myself while my mind is perfectly sharp. THEY are the ones who suffer.
the hardest thing to deal with when you work in a nursing home is watching the depression and despair suffered by residents whose family never come to see them or cannot even be bothered to pick up the damn phone. and more times than not? that thankless family lives right fricking here in this small town!!! how can people do that?!?!?! oh, fuck, don't even get me started.
*walks off grumbling*



I don’t like my sore knee & sciatica (that’s from pregnancy) but I do like my grey streaks in my hair. Not all bad I guess, but I’d like to stop now.
I am turning the big 4-0 this year.
But, I figure that as long as I still feel like I am in my
20's , its no big deal.
But, I figure that as long as I still feel like I am in my
20's , its no big deal.

And that freaks me out, because I'm way too young to be worried about being old.
added: having said that, I do want to be mentally sharp but look old one day so I can get away with a lot of stuff. I'll be the old lady pretending to be crazy with cats and no one will question it. Also, I'd love to be 100.

One is never too young to take up active worrying!
As long as I still feel in my 20's it's no big deal. After that who knows. My gran was pretty spry into her 80's, lived on her own and taught dance class up until the week before she died! She insisted on being wheeled into the dancing room with her cannula on an extra long tether (oxygen). Strong lady!!
I hope to have time to travel with Honey once I retire, but you never know. I've got a bad ticker, so how old will I really live to be? It's one of those things that I don't spend much time speculating about, because you can't know therefore you just deal with it as it comes.
I see myself in one of those 30ft trailers with the pop-outs (and a/c) driving around the country with Larry and having a laugh, seeing the sights and meeting lots of people.
I hope to have time to travel with Honey once I retire, but you never know. I've got a bad ticker, so how old will I really live to be? It's one of those things that I don't spend much time speculating about, because you can't know therefore you just deal with it as it comes.
I see myself in one of those 30ft trailers with the pop-outs (and a/c) driving around the country with Larry and having a laugh, seeing the sights and meeting lots of people.
Michael wrote: "Annie wrote: "because I'm way too young to be worried"
One is never too young to take up active worrying!"
(Love this comment!)
One is never too young to take up active worrying!"
(Love this comment!)

I've always liked hanging out with older people, and one of them told me years ago that he was still young in his mind and that the image in the mirror didn't fit with the way he thought of himself. I've come to have that same experience.

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