What a trip.
Where's the "assisted living" facility for fat bikers?
Try touring the freaking place and they got all torqued up over a doobie lite up as we toured the gardens.
(Guess a few stealth plants would be out of the question.)
As we all decline, either quick ends or the drawn out kind hit us all.
I cannot imagine sharing a room with someone not my own partner.
Anyone else left these "advanced facilities" only more sure of driving to one of the self-death-legal states and drinking the sleepytime-juice??
When life becomes one of those poor people I saw moaning, smelling like...oy vey. Bad stuff.
Some of them had the whole 'TV in bed' thing working in private rooms, but I think I'd rather skip that, thanks.
There are "stay-at-home" programs here, but income/asset limits make them out of reach.
Who else has toured one of these facilities with the 4200 dollar a month efficiencies?
"That does not include any coverage. You get billed for that based on a per-use basis."
($165 for a "fall and cant get up." ("Nursing" interventions cost more...after your call is evaluated.)
I was having a hard time not laughing.
There is one in CT I remember well that was very different.
McClean Home. (Used to be called that, anyway.)
Totally not-bad old folks digs.
Besides that...where do those who do not fit in the mainstream spend their years of decline?
If Mrs G passed and I was on my own, I think I might have a better retirement hiring Slabbers than what I saw today.
(Dead serious about this ^^^^^)
Have any of you thought about the end?
Where you will go, what is in place?
At a bare minimum, do you have a Guardian chosen and signed on the dotted line all legal like?
Are you aware what would happen if picked up by medics in public?