It’s heartbreaking watching close loved ones become slowly disabled and incapacitated.
By the time I was old enough to analyze the mortality of my loved ones, my grandparents were already becoming disabled.
I never saw their transition from young and healthy to old and fragile. I always took it for granted that my grandparents weren’t as agile as my parents were. There were times when I wanted to play with my grandfather but my mom had to remind me to be gentle and not cause him to trip or fall in the grass outside. At the time I didn’t realize that a single fall could put my grandfather in the hospital. It took years for my parents to start transitioning into this stage. By the time my 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 hard tile floor. It’s sad to see them living in glorified nursing homes, but at least they get apartments where they can live an independent lifestyle. The heating and cooling systems in the complex were replaced a few years ago as well. They told me that their unit came with a ductless mini split heating and cooling system. There’s a mini split in the living room and another in the bedroom. When they get to the dining room for dinner each evening, the a/c is always set to a comfortable temperature. It’s never too cold that they’re forced to wear a sweater. Likewise, it’s never too hot either.