Had a discussion this morning about my congestive heart failure with Mark. He said I need to start thinking about moving into assisted living. I am just not ready for the used people warehouse yet.
My mind is still working fine and I want to do things but I get exhausted just walking to the mailboxes at the end of the block. Please body, just hold up a little longer.
My sister tells me to suck it up and get on with what remains of my life. She says to not be afraid of death. Since I am not religious, I am sure this is all there is. When I close my eyes for the last time it is all over.
All the things I have learned, all the experiences I have had will be for naught. And nobody will care. I know I lived a pretty insignificant life and no songs will be written about me. But it was my life and I will miss it.
Strong…We all going the same way sooner or later.If you had some help it’s better to stay where you are, because seeing many older people around would not help mentally. Thanks for sharing!