I seriously hope that when I get old... when my mind starts to fail and I can no longer care for myself, that I feel valued. If I don't feel that, I really hope God will have mercy on me and let me get on my way...
Then again, who knows how I will feel when that actually starts to happen.
Showing posts with label Elderly. Show all posts
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Thursday, April 15, 2010
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Have you ever been behind a dangerous OLD driver?
you know, the ones that weave all over the road while going two miles per hour?
Now, I admit, I'm a little bit of a speed demon. I like to get where I'm going and get to doing whatever I'm going to do. In general I don't want to meander all over the road and sight see unless I'm somewhere exotic.... which for me would be anywhere outside of Idaho and Utah at this point :)
So a couple of weeks ago Jer and I got behind one such driver. And as we went ten miles per hour below the speed limit for about five minutes (which, I might add, seems like an eternity when driving... er riding shotgun... errr while trying to get somewhere!) my thoughts meandered to other elderly drivers. Namely ones that have passed away in the last five years and were blood relatives. Ones whose children either didn't see, or didn't have the nerve to take licenses and/or cars away.
As I watch those that I love age and watch as they help and care for their parents it makes me think about that distant (hopefully very distant) day when I will be in the same spot. Whether that be caring for my parents or being elderly myself. I really would prefer that my children have the guts to possibly make me really mad, but to take away my car and license when I'm no longer a safe driver.
Anywho, back to following the driver... I happened to be on the way to my parents house when that irritating occurrence happened. When I got there these things were still running through my thoughts. So I decided to give my parents the heads up for the possibility that some day I may make them very, very, VERY mad at me... cause I'm just stubborn enough and gutsy enough to take away those things when I don't think they are capable of driving safely anymore.
So, I told my dad.
He didn't seam to thrilled about that... hopefully it was just the fact that I was thinking about him getting old. And not the fact that I'm gunna have a HUGE problem on my hands when that day comes... :( Cause honestly, I would rather him be mad at me than have him accidentally take a life via massive earthbound maned missile. I think that would be much worse for both of us.
Then I told mom.
Her response.....
THANK YOU!
P.S on a similar topic, I'm really worried about when my kids learn to drive. not because they will be scary drivers (which I'm sure they will be), but because not only will they be new drivers, but the main mass of the baby boomer generation will be into that "Scary Driver" age range. Yikes.
Now, I admit, I'm a little bit of a speed demon. I like to get where I'm going and get to doing whatever I'm going to do. In general I don't want to meander all over the road and sight see unless I'm somewhere exotic.... which for me would be anywhere outside of Idaho and Utah at this point :)
So a couple of weeks ago Jer and I got behind one such driver. And as we went ten miles per hour below the speed limit for about five minutes (which, I might add, seems like an eternity when driving... er riding shotgun... errr while trying to get somewhere!) my thoughts meandered to other elderly drivers. Namely ones that have passed away in the last five years and were blood relatives. Ones whose children either didn't see, or didn't have the nerve to take licenses and/or cars away.
As I watch those that I love age and watch as they help and care for their parents it makes me think about that distant (hopefully very distant) day when I will be in the same spot. Whether that be caring for my parents or being elderly myself. I really would prefer that my children have the guts to possibly make me really mad, but to take away my car and license when I'm no longer a safe driver.
Anywho, back to following the driver... I happened to be on the way to my parents house when that irritating occurrence happened. When I got there these things were still running through my thoughts. So I decided to give my parents the heads up for the possibility that some day I may make them very, very, VERY mad at me... cause I'm just stubborn enough and gutsy enough to take away those things when I don't think they are capable of driving safely anymore.
So, I told my dad.
He didn't seam to thrilled about that... hopefully it was just the fact that I was thinking about him getting old. And not the fact that I'm gunna have a HUGE problem on my hands when that day comes... :( Cause honestly, I would rather him be mad at me than have him accidentally take a life via massive earthbound maned missile. I think that would be much worse for both of us.
Then I told mom.
Her response.....
THANK YOU!
P.S on a similar topic, I'm really worried about when my kids learn to drive. not because they will be scary drivers (which I'm sure they will be), but because not only will they be new drivers, but the main mass of the baby boomer generation will be into that "Scary Driver" age range. Yikes.
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