Posted on 10/02/2024 6:49:49 PM PDT by Az Joe
After seeing Carter being wheeled outside yesterday on his 100th birthday I, being 70, couldn't help feeling some sympathy for him and some fear of being in the same situation somedays. He looked oblivious to his surroundings and maybe pretty miserable.
I watched my sister deteriorate and die last May from complication's associated with Parkinson's disease over several years, especially in her last few months. She was very miserable and helpless to do almost anything for herself.
If she had wanted to kill herself and end her early misery, she would have been helpless to do it on her own. In the end, she went into hospice care and lasted almost exactly 2 weeks before she died. The hospice worker said when she was being admitted that she probably had about 2 weeks, (I guess they have seen it many times).
My faith requires that I would be expected to endure my medical condition, whatever it was, until my natural end. Of course, this may impact my loved ones greatly, who would be caring for me at least in some ways until the end.
I don't like the idea of all the suffering that might entail for me but also the burden I would be on especially my only child, and other loved ones who are currently dying off themselves slowly.
Any thoughts Freepers?
God has protected me for my entire life.
I will do what he asks of me as I get near to the elderly years.
Personally I think it would be very selfish of me to burden them that way and I don’t want to live like that. It is not life, it is half dead and stuck in the middle.
I was well-schooled in those in my youth.
“They time the opiate induced death pretty well.”
That’s very harsh.
Prayers for you both.
“I tell people that age is inevitable and they shouldn’t worry about it. It sneaks up slowly enough that we have time to adapt.”
That’s good advice. My wife and I are 73 and still quite active. She plays pickle ball five times a week and still skis in the winter. I hike a lot, more than my wife, and always get some good elevation work in. We hiked Mt. Kit Carson north of Spokane a couple days ago and did 6.5 miles, 1,450 foot climb, and the peak was at 5,500 feet. I’m still thrilled we can do those hikes. It does wonders to get outside, enjoy the wilderness, and get lots of fresh air and Vitamin D.
I’m sorry for your loss and her pain.
Thank you friend. It was for the best considering. It is always for the best when you get to that position. Family tries to hang on as long as they can for themselves. It is not always best for the loved one they are losing. It is selfish and for their own sensitive emotions and not always the best for the terminally ill.
:)
*** Nope, I am not going to burden my family that way again... I don’t fear it. When it is time it is time and I will be ready for it.***
One of my best friends (from grade school!) has a situation with her mom. She is 96, and afraid of dying. A very good woman from everything I’ve ever known about her. Seriously, one of the sweetest women I’ve ever met. How can she be so scared? I know I’m not there yet, but I hope to never be afraid. I know my Lord has claimed me as I have reached out my arms to Him. He has His Fingerprint on my soul. I pray for my friend and her mom, that she will willingly go when the Lord calls her.
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Thank you for this thought-provoking thread.
My first thought is one of gratitude for the burdens of my life, and they are not few.
Thankfully, my life has been filled with burdens.
The gift of a child is an indescribable blessing and caring for a child is a blessed burden which taught me, among many other things, the great value of selflessness.
There have been the many burdens of caring for a loved one who was suffering or of being ill myself at times, but my loved ones and I grew stronger and wiser and more compassionate by bearing those burdens.
Christ’s suffering was a burden. He willingly carried His burdens for love of us and to show us how to be selfless and to love one another.
I’ve lived long enough to be thankful for the many burdens which I’ve endured.
I still have a long way to grow but without the burdens which have ambushed me along the way I’d be much more selfish than I am.
If my children have to care for me I hope and believe that they, too, will carry that burden with compassion, learning even more during that time about what loving another human being means.
Thank you, again, Az Joe.
Your thread has brought to mind so many difficult yet wonderful memories of loved ones, many of whom are no longer here with me, that I will go to sleep tonight with a heart full to overflowing with gratitude.
Good night and May God bless you and yours.
Hell!
I’ll be 91 this November and don’t care what condition I’m in when I’m 100+...
As long as I can still drive and visit grand kids and great-grand kids, I’ll be happy...
In any case, Carter is pretty much in the same mental state that he was in when he allowed the State Department communists to infiltrate & gain control of the CIA...
thx
End of life care by the relative(s) is very debilitating. I always remind those family members who are providing the care that it's affecting them almost as much as the dying loved one.
They need as much support as the dying one.
Many family caregivers don't think about this or realize it.
A-MEN!
Understood
I absolutely believe that they up the dose gradually to bring about death.
God bless you
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