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- Go to Jean, my 82-year-old friend, is losing it.
Pat
It's sad...
posted by
Nautikos
on October 27, 2010 at 7:33 AM
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Getting old is so... unfair!
My mom, 88 now, is frail and frustrated, she has neuropathy in hands and feet, even in her face, and cannot keep her balance or hold things, or feel when food escapes her mouth. She can't get around easily even in her own place. But she is fortunate in having a daughter with whom she now lives, who cares for her, puts up with her considerable crankiness at times, and deals with her needs. (Not me, but her own daughter--she is my step mom, and her daughter is my step-sister.)
Is there no one who could do this for Jean?
posted by
Ciel
on October 26, 2010 at 10:05 AM
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You know there are times when I wonder why on earth medicine /Science
is pushing the boundaries for us to live longer and longer. I would say that she is lonely and frightened and probably worried sick about her forgetfullness.
posted by
Kabu
on October 26, 2010 at 10:01 AM
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PatB
She's the kind of lady we should remember in our prayers. She is so blessed to have you for a friend luv.
posted by
WileyJohn
on October 26, 2010 at 8:48 AM
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Funny, as I was reading your post I, too, was wondering if she had ever complained to the store about the beans, LOL!
posted by
adnohr
on October 26, 2010 at 8:45 AM
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82 was a good year for my mother.
It was 89 that got her.
I'm an awful lot like my mother.
posted by
TAPS.
on October 26, 2010 at 7:28 AM
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My neighbour is also 82. She talks mostly of the past like it was yesterday.
posted by
dizzilizzi
on October 26, 2010 at 6:55 AM
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