Do You Fear Growing Old?

I rarely think about it. Don't fear it. If I still have my wits about me, I'll always find something to do, mentally, if not physically. If I don't, I'm guessing it won't matter.
 

Gary O' said:
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Agreed. While I was still in my forties, it appeared I might have lymphoma, usually a death sentence. What a wait that was. Ultimately, it was determined all I had was excess tissue. I recall looking at old people, how beautiful they seemed to me, their wrinkles a testament to their lives. I so wanted the privilege of earning those lines! I have the same concerns as others around loss of independence, sentience, etc. But, oh, how grateful I am to still be here!
 
Well......my original plan was to live fast, die young & leave a good-lookin corpse ..blew that so on to plan "B" I guess......:)
 

I only fear growing old with pain, disability and loneliness...

I'm a 'young senior' and after a lifetime of being full of energy, and never really expected to get poorly, it never really occurred to me it would happen to me until I was very old, perhaps a stroke or PD like my father ... I had to take early retirement due to failing health 9 months ago... and since then so many things seem to have gone wrong with my body , so I'm much more aware of elder issues now..than I would perhaps have been had this bout of ill health not affected me so fast and so early...
 
I hope to not go through mental and physical agony on my way to dieing. To not lose anymore of my ability to take care of myself as I’m able to at this time.(I’ve had full body Essential Tremor shakingsince age 9, now severe.). I’ve learned to not regret that I’ve not contributed to society in any life improving way, as far as I know. http//tremortales.com.
IMO, no matter how old one is or becomes, once they find they’re dieing, any nonchalance they think they have about it just might ‘fly out the window’.
 
Elsie said:

IMO, no matter how old one is or becomes, once they find they’re dieing, any nonchalance they think they have about it just might ‘fly out the window’.
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Like most here, I've considered that ultimate demise
and how I'd like to go
't'wards the very end, I'd prefer to be in extreme agony.....praying for the relief of death

Why?

Because I so love all that life...living has to give
 
I have no fear of growing old. If/when I lose the ability to live independently, then I will opt out of this existence. In truth, I used to have a tough time imagining leaving this world because I thought, as a very young kid, that life was heaven on Earth. Now, thanks, in part, to the internet, I am constantly reminded how horrible life is, for so many living creatures on this planet, including our own kind, courtesy of our very own species.
 
Well, you know what they say, "old age is 10 yrs older than you are!"

Sure, I think about it. My father had Parkinson's and quickly became disabled. My mother was a functioning alcoholic but died peacefully of a heart attack in her sleep at age 84. My MIL suffered from moderate dementia before dying of a brain aneurysm at age 85.

We had to insist MIL go into Asst. Lvg. Living with us was just not a good solution for her. Our lifestyle clashed with her neediness and made all of us unhappy.

If you remember nursing homes as "places where you go to die" then you have not investigated the newer full-care elder facilities. They are expensive, but they can be so much better than being confined to a home or apartment with little social interaction or stimulation. My MIL loved the facility we chose and everyone who knew her, remarked they hadn't seen her so happy since her husband died ten years before.

Yes, I'd like to have my 30-yr old body back [grin] while keeping my 67-yr old mind, but I have no real complaints about getting old outside of minor aches and pains. Life is as rewarding and fun as you make it, and complaining never makes anybody happier.

My spouse had a major stroke at age 50. I figured then it halved his life expectancy. Every day he's alive past age 65 is a gift to both of us.
 
As long as I can do the things that give me pleasure, I have no fears.

Simple things like walking my dog, going to concerts, to church on Sunday, romping around with my grandkids, going for a bike ride on the greenway, and reading a good book, are what I enjoy.

If those are gone, then its all over for me. So far I haven't lost my mobility and that is what keeps me going.

I have a few quirks, physically - like sleep apnea, prostate problems, hearing problems, but so far none too serious, thank God.
 
I have a fear od growing too old -- too old to take care of myself, too old to get around on my own, too old to be of any use to anyone. Give me 20 more years, then pfft. I'm good.
 
Well, I am so afraid of growing old and getting too weak to get around, that yesterday I started weight lifting exercises. Your muscles getting weak is what causes lack of balance and the resulting falls. I did 3 lower exercises yesterday and today did 4 uppers, since you're not supposed to do weights with the same muscles on consecutive days. I'm starting slow with only 5 reps and no weight and intend to increase reps and add weights as I get stronger. I didn't realize how stiff and weak I have become. These are the exercises I am/will be doing from here on, they're for seniors.
https://www.verywellfit.com/total-b...m_source=cn_nl&utm_content=12933462&utm_term=
 

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