Ok. My friends and I were talking with each other today and the conversation somehow turned to this: would you rather die tomorrow, or live in an elder home in Florida for the rest of your life. I said that I would rather live in that elder home in Florida, but a surprisingly large amount of my friends said they would rather die tomorrow. maybey its because they have been to florida and I have not. but i was wondering what the people on smogon thought.
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your discussion parameters aren't very well defined. could i leave this house whenever i wanted? would i have to sleep/eat there? would i to be elderly?
your discussion parameters aren't very well defined. could i leave this house whenever i wanted? would i have to sleep/eat there? would i to be elderly?
sorry, the idea is you are in an ~80 year old situation. you eat in the elder home, you can go outside when you want to, but you are not really very healthy, so you cannot do things that involve stress your body for very long. ie: anything that involves moving your joints. (think arthritis)
I'm tired of being a failure, I voted die.
The world isn't so bad even though it has humans in it. Even in a nursing home you can find some interesting things to do, so it is automatically better than death.
skittyonwailord... from serebii right?
Anyways I would pick die. My greatest fear is to be a helpless old person, having all of my needs fulfilled (poorly, might I add) with nothing to live for but the slim hope that one of your family members might come visit you someday. Nothing to do all day except exist, and remember the good old days when you were young, and had lots of friends, then got married...
But all your friends are dead now. There's nothing left but you, and your bed, and the uncaring retirement home workers who have no idea how much you want to die.
Anyways I would pick die. My greatest fear is to be a helpless old person, having all of my needs fulfilled (poorly, might I add) with nothing to live for but the slim hope that one of your family members might come visit you someday. Nothing to do all day except exist, and remember the good old days when you were young, and had lots of friends, then got married...
But all your friends are dead now. There's nothing left but you, and your bed, and the uncaring retirement home workers who have no idea how much you want to die.
live obviously. a slightly rubbish life is better than no life at all. It wouldnt be that bad. You could talk to people and socialize....
in a care home? how many people do you think actually do that? last place I worked, there were 26 people. roughly 10 of them could talk, maybe two of them could hold a cogent conversation for a 10 minute span on a good day. one of them was together enough - her name was Ida - to know what a shitty place she was going to die in and developed clinical depression and ended up staying in bed and not eating. she was too fat to move though.. the other 16 were split into camps of maybe 6 and 10/5 and 11 roughly. the smaller group could not even move. they were forcefed and we'd rub their necks to get the food down. two of them were hooked up to oxygen tanks as they couldn't breathe. most of them were doped up to the tits on antipsychotics. one woman had absolutely no physical function whatsoever. she'd had a stroke or something, several, and couldn't talk, move, eat or breathe without assistance. we'd unhook her from the vent, feed her for a minute, hook her back up, feed her, hook her back up and lift her with the hoist and clean her ass when she shit herself, which was regularly.
some of them used to cry when we bathed them or cleaned them or fed them. there was a woman, no matter how much we fed her - dorothy - she remained 4st5. she was literally bone and couldn't walk. she used to try and scream when we fed her because she wanted to die.
not to turn this into a euthanasia debate, but you tell me that's how we're supposed to die?
oh and guys I should add this was the milder stuff that occurred and one of the nicer care/nursing homes I worked in :)
and my gran's 68 and can't even speak as she's had a series of mini-strokes, my grandad is 80 and keeps trying to top himself because he cant deal with watching his wife slowly forget who everyone is, including herself.
old age fucking sucks. yes, there are those that go out and bet on the horses and are generally old and feisty and cute.
my great gran was one. 94 now. fell and broke her hip going down stairs, ended up in nursing home, now wakes up in a puddle of her own piss every morning and has to beg the nurses to change her (they don't, they wait till she's scheduled in for a change - they've got a building full of the elderly that have pissed themselves to deal with.)
every step you take you could lose your independence and end up living like a fucking cowering leech. and that's ok? your great gran probably woke up in her own piss and shit every morning too.
but hey, she still got to have a flutter on the horses! awesome!
old age fucking sucks. yes, there are those that go out and bet on the horses and are generally old and feisty and cute.
my great gran was one. 94 now. fell and broke her hip going down stairs, ended up in nursing home, now wakes up in a puddle of her own piss every morning and has to beg the nurses to change her (they don't, they wait till she's scheduled in for a change - they've got a building full of the elderly that have pissed themselves to deal with.)
every step you take you could lose your independence and end up living like a fucking cowering leech. and that's ok? your great gran probably woke up in her own piss and shit every morning too.
but hey, she still got to have a flutter on the horses! awesome!