The 1920 Rumpler
I am not the most senior person here in blogger land, but I am up there. I know a couple sweethearts older who still read but seldom blog. There are people who are not connected to the present world reality, they are just here. We say, ‘they have no quality of life.’ I have strong feelings about the brain and body. A few people have never visited a ‘Nursing Home’. There are more up to date, or appropriate names for the homes, but they are still a warehouse for the elderly until the day of their passing.
I am a firm believer in the brain, if it is not attacked by that @#%$#% Alzheimer, it is still working full time in the body that cannot dress itself. In the frail body tied in a wheel chair all day in a hall with eyes open, head down drooling. Many times I have stopped to say a few words to them, sometimes I get a smile other times no reaction. Strokes and other body malfunctions leave the limbs and tongue of this body lifeless.
My older sister lay motionless for days. People in and out the room, talking about her, as if she weren’t there. She could squeeze my hand and open and close her eyes. We communicated using those, until her passing. That brain worked until seconds before she passed. Elmer, Sherry and I were standing by her bedside. Her eyes opened WIDE and were very bright, she smiled, closed those eyes and took that final trip.
Relevant: An adjective indicating being closely connected or appropriate to what is being done or considered.
I want to be relevant. I want to be useful. Yeah I know that is the wish of all of us elderly, but we do not always get our wishes.
My younger Sister Shirley, would say, ”I get down sometimes, but I never use that word depressed.”
There are elderly indicators: Forgetting, losing things and Misplacing important items. We (I) do not ‘multitask’ too well, we are easily side tracked. That is me, big time, lately. I am as concerned about my wallet as ladies are about their purse, and I misplaced mine the other day. I found it down in the motor home of all places.
I am not becoming fixated on this, but I am very aware age is taking its toll.
PS: MY wife just told me I did not put a blog on today. Just another indicator, I thought I had.