Barrymagrec
pfm Member
My Dad made 96 but he didn`t much enjoy the last couple of years.
You lot who has turned 72 has at least beaten my Dad, he only made 71.
I'm 63 myself, working on at least 83.
Indeed. I'm very aware that I'm one of the slightly younger ones here but time marches on and 15 years ago I thought 50 was a long way off. It wasn't, and I'm past that now. 60 is no longer light years away. Make hay, it won't be June for ever.Let us know how you got on
Nearly all men on this forum and nearly all of us ‘of an age’
Keeps this in our collective minds, however often, individually, we forget.
Let us know how you got on
Nearly all men on this forum and nearly all of us ‘of an age’
Keeps this in our collective minds, however often, individually, we forget.
I joined PFM at 54 yrs old.. in 2003...
I'm now 72.
Makes you think... That time has flown over..
I was remarking on another fave site that in 12 months I've gone from being able to walk several miles.. to struggling with a mile. Also gone from generally active and strong..to feeling weak .slow etc...
I do keep trying to do stuff.. but it feels like a losing battle.
Anyone of similar age with views on this?
Clearly.. we are all going... but I'd like to stay active..
Any views from other old Gits?
With that I can completely identify. My mother was 97 last week and her last 4 years have been thoroughly miserable. At 93, she was still living independently, in her own house, but then the dementia started - she started seeing people and things that weren't there. In the middle of a conversation, she'd suddenly say, "Where's all them'uns gone?" Them'uns? Er, which'uns? "Them'uns that's always here!" We moved her to a group of retirement flats, but this proved unsuitable as she set the cooker on fire, and would take a notion to "go back to me own house", and have to be brought back by the police. So, it was a retirement home, where she constantly berated my brother (and myself, when I visited) about how we'd stolen all her money and "stuck me in here". Finally she fell and broke her femur. This was fixed, but she has lost her confidence in walking, and so is hoisted out of bed in the morning and hoisted back in at night. Her hearing and eyesight are poor, so she has difficulty reading. One can live too long.My Dad made 96 but he didn`t much enjoy the last couple of years.
With that I can completely identify. My mother was 97 last week and her last 4 years have been thoroughly miserable. At 93, she was still living independently, in her own house, but then the dementia started - she started seeing people and things that weren't there. In the middle of a conversation, she'd suddenly say, "Where's all them'uns gone?" Them'uns? Er, which'uns? "Them'uns that's always here!" We moved her to a group of retirement flats, but this proved unsuitable as she set the cooker on fire, and would take a notion to "go back to me own house", and have to be brought back by the police. So, it was a retirement home, where she constantly berated my brother (and myself, when I visited) about how we'd stolen all her money and "stuck me in here". Finally she fell and broke her femur. This was fixed, but she has lost her confidence in walking, and so is hoisted out of bed in the morning and hoisted back in at night. Her hearing and eyesight are poor, so she has difficulty reading. One can live too long.
With that I can completely identify. My mother was 97 last week and her last 4 years have been thoroughly miserable. At 93, she was still living independently, in her own house, but then the dementia started - she started seeing people and things that weren't there. In the middle of a conversation, she'd suddenly say, "Where's all them'uns gone?" Them'uns? Er, which'uns? "Them'uns that's always here!" We moved her to a group of retirement flats, but this proved unsuitable as she set the cooker on fire, and would take a notion to "go back to me own house", and have to be brought back by the police. So, it was a retirement home, where she constantly berated my brother (and myself, when I visited) about how we'd stolen all her money and "stuck me in here". Finally she fell and broke her femur. This was fixed, but she has lost her confidence in walking, and so is hoisted out of bed in the morning and hoisted back in at night. Her hearing and eyesight are poor, so she has difficulty reading. One can live too long.
yes dementia is horrible sometimes , i certainly dont want to live that long !!
Don’t even think about reading the one where elderly chaps are comparing the cut of their favourite makes of jeans.In the nearly 30 years since I first got online in 1993, this is the most depressing thread I have ever read on the internet. Thanks guys.
this is the most depressing thread I have ever read on the internet. Thanks guys.
I did the same for dearly beloved grandparents. It was pointless trying to keep them in the here and now, involving constant correction which they hated and found upsetting....but from his point of view he was largely happy, once you understood what was happening you could have a conversation with him from the perspective of what memories he had, so you would find yourself rolling back in time to the point where you both had common memories......
Whatever you do steer clear of the MQA thread, 50 pages of magic roundabout, I know I shouldn’t click on the new posts but it’s like picking a scab off your knee after a fallDon’t even think about reading the one where elderly chaps are comparing the cut of their favourite makes of jeans.