Maybe I am just delusional, for I keep trying to resolve things. Vs. accepting it is all old age and inevitable. My mother lived to 89 and my grandmother a few days short of 101. So, maybe I am just foolishly expecting their longevity.
The only long term friend I have left talks constantly about her health, wanting to die, and just sits in a chair. Her children wait on her, as she bosses them around. While becoming more and more critical and crotchety. I cannot understand her mind set, and am not ready to give in, much less die. Though it is painful and I walk like I am drunk, I still exercise and push myself to function. Perhaps I am just a silly old lady....