Do not wish me a long life
Please
I don't want
I don't want the days that won't end. I don't want the needing someone to wipe my piss. I don't want the shrivelling up brain that gets stuck in loops of terror. I don't want the frustrated anger from having to rely on people.
Please
I don't want
I don't want the days that won't end. I don't want the needing someone to wipe my piss. I don't want the shrivelling up brain that gets stuck in loops of terror. I don't want the frustrated anger from having to rely on people.
I've cared intensively for two grandparents, both of whom I lived with
When you live in close quarters with age, you understand how many thousands of tiny indignities age imposes upon you
When you live in close quarters with age, you understand how many thousands of tiny indignities age imposes upon you
Yes there are a few who live into their 90s (seemingly) protected from these indignities....
....or it is just hidden from you
(Because someone else is handling them...)
....or it is just hidden from you
(Because someone else is handling them...)
I just don't believe we are supposed to live this long
I don't believe we are meant to keep prolonging and extending life
For what?
No
Don't wish for me a long life
Wish for me a full life
And a graceful exit
I don't believe we are meant to keep prolonging and extending life
For what?
No
Don't wish for me a long life
Wish for me a full life
And a graceful exit
My grandmother (Mama) stopped talking for a full year before she died.
She'd sit on her wheelchair with her eyes tightly shut.
She was so done.
And you got the sense she was really pissed off that somehow still here.
She was 95ish when she died
She'd sit on her wheelchair with her eyes tightly shut.
She was so done.
And you got the sense she was really pissed off that somehow still here.
She was 95ish when she died
At the hospital, when they tried to force oxygen, her eyes snapped open.
She was enraged that anyone dare try to keep her here.
She kept swatting it away, and looked so betrayed anytime one of us tried to keep the oxygen in her nose.
She was enraged that anyone dare try to keep her here.
She kept swatting it away, and looked so betrayed anytime one of us tried to keep the oxygen in her nose.
I keep thinking we've gotten bad at dying.
At death.
I wonder what our traditional systems got right, that we've now lost in this western frenzy for immortality
At death.
I wonder what our traditional systems got right, that we've now lost in this western frenzy for immortality
Anyways
It's been a tough month with Raju
For all of us at home
Because we are four, we are able to cling on (somewhat) to a sense of sanity & (forced) normalcy...what happens to those who don't have the benefit of multiple caregivers.
It's been a tough month with Raju
For all of us at home
Because we are four, we are able to cling on (somewhat) to a sense of sanity & (forced) normalcy...what happens to those who don't have the benefit of multiple caregivers.
Anyways
For those who are caregiving and struggling, I'm really sorry.
It isn't easy.
It's fucking sucky.
And it's ok to feel that it's fucking sucky.
It doesn't make you a bed person.
It's just a fucking sucky situation.
For those who are caregiving and struggling, I'm really sorry.
It isn't easy.
It's fucking sucky.
And it's ok to feel that it's fucking sucky.
It doesn't make you a bed person.
It's just a fucking sucky situation.
*a bad person.
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