cascaderailroad
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Humans have a bad habit of dying on us (as nobody really ever gets out of life alive) sooner or later everyone, (even your best friend dawg) expire, and succumb to a heart attack, or some other dreaded illness … You will just have to "Get Through It" … as you never really "Get Over It"
My mom was 98, and withered down for 5 long years, to be a 56 lb human skeleton of skin and bones, couldn't eat or drink, went blind, was propped up in a wheel chair, or laid in a urine soaked bed with bed sores
A friend of ours has a 101 y/o mother that takes washcloth baths all her life, has a thick dark moustache, and unwashed hair (as her lifelong bathtime in the tub or shower is every other month or so, biennial), she constantly is incontinent, and soils the cloth car seats, and wets any chair she sits in, as she smells like urine … I wouldn't wish old age on even my worst enemy
My mom was 98, and withered down for 5 long years, to be a 56 lb human skeleton of skin and bones, couldn't eat or drink, went blind, was propped up in a wheel chair, or laid in a urine soaked bed with bed sores
A friend of ours has a 101 y/o mother that takes washcloth baths all her life, has a thick dark moustache, and unwashed hair (as her lifelong bathtime in the tub or shower is every other month or so, biennial), she constantly is incontinent, and soils the cloth car seats, and wets any chair she sits in, as she smells like urine … I wouldn't wish old age on even my worst enemy
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