My Grandparents had to move into an assisted living facility

It’s heartcutting watching close enjoyed ones become slowly disabled & incapacitated. By the time I was seasoned enough to analyze the mortality of our enjoyed ones, our Grandparents were already becoming disabled. I never saw their transition from young & healthy to seasoned & fragile. I consistently took it for granted that our Grandparents weren’t as agile as our parents were. There were times when I wanted to play with our Grandpa but our Dad had to remind myself and others to be gentle & not cause him to trip or fall in the lawn outside. At the time I didn’t realize that a single fall could put our Grandpa in the hospital. It took years for our parents to beginning transitioning into this stage. By the time our parents reached their 50s, both sets of Grandparents had already been moved to assisted living facilities. None of them were safe being left alone in their houses or condominiums, especially if any of them fell on the strenuous stone floor. It’s anxious to see them living in glorified nursing homes, but at least they get apartments where they can live an independent lifestyle. The heating & cooling systems in the complex were replaced a few years ago as well. They told myself and others that their component came with a ductless mini break heating & cooling system. There’s a mini break in the living room & another in the home office. When they get to the living room for dinner each evening, the air conditioning is consistently set to a comfortable temperature. It’s never too cold that they’re forced to wear a sweater. Likewise, it’s never too overheated either.

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