I wish I knew the secret. I suspect a lot is heredity.
Is this unreal or what? Recently, my mom ran into a family friend at a bridal shower. The friend is 93 years old. She told mom that she drove herself there and that she also drives herself to church on Sundays and Bible Study luncheon on Wednesdays. ( She has always been very conservative, like my parents.) She then leaned in and whispered to my mom that she also goes to the Elk Lodge dance every Saturday night! My mom gasped and she said, not to worry. That she had discussed it with the reverend and he said there was no problem with her dancing. lol
Note: There doesn't seem to be an problem with her driving. She also runs her own household, gets her own groceries and drives herself to the doctor. Go figure.
She makes all her beautiful quilts by hand; she calls out answers on those quiz shows; she memorizes her airport confirmation numbers, as well as any motel confirmations numbers; she can tell you the names and birthdays of all her children, grandchildren, and greatgrandchildren; she has vivid memories of her past living experiences, jobs, homes, including names of bosses and and detailed information of job expectations. She worked for the same company most of her adult life. She can tell you exactly what medicines she is taking and the names of all the doctors she goes to. She walks to the hairdresser every Saturday morning. (a block)..she uses a walker mostly only outside. she lives in her own home and has for about 50 years and doesn not have 24 hour care.. but has a little home health care.
My other aunt, her sister, is 99. She has been in a nursing home for four years due to arthritis and a fall, so she can;t walk. But she was a geneologist and can tell you a lot of history, names, background, dates, etc. However, just recently, she has shown signs of mild memory loss. She would like to live on her own, but physically can't. The nursing home is clean and the staff are very kind and caring. She just wants privacy, as she has never been married and independent. marymember
Thanks for sharing these insights. It's a reminder to me how much we need to keep mentally active.
Until I moved into the country I had no idea just how much the crops were sprayed. Last summer the fields across the road were carrots. The farmer said "help yourself". Um, no thanks. They were always spraying them. The tanker said "water" but we had a wet summer such that I spent hours 2 or 3 times a week mowing with the tractor.
I've always been interested in homesteading and returning to a simpler lifestyle and, now in my 60s, I'm following that path on 2 acres in the middle of nowhere. Gardening some this year - beets, green beans, spinach, carrots and tomatoes. Blackberries I planted 2 years ago are fruiting now, asparagus that came with the house was steamed and frozen in the spring. Having a chicken coop and run built this fall and I'll start keeping chickens come spring ... my dogs like chicken too :) In the meantime I buy free range eggs on the next road.
Far too hot to can so I'm simmering tomatoes down to freeze for now. Bumper tomato crop - picking every day - and I've given a lot away, along with some beets. Carrots will be harvested and canned when it's cooler and I have a fall crop of beets coming in. Big pot of tomatoes simmering down and chicken bones, meat and veggie scraps in the crockpot on low for the past 24 hours to make stock. This tiny house smells wonderful.
Not the lifestyle for everyone and it's hard work but it has always been my dream. After a life time of the rat race, Bay Street and all that artificial stuff, sitting on the back deck with my critters drinking in the peace and quiet, just the sounds of nature and not another house for a mile in any direction, my soul is finally at peace..
My Dad smoked unfiltered camel cigarettes for YEARS...his lungs were terrible. He worked his butt off all his life as a carpenter and a farmer. He lived to be 93.
His sister was 97 when she passed away last year....she lived by herself, drove herself to the grocery store, pharmacy and every Friday, she drove to get her hair done come heck or high water. (She secretly chewed tobacco) She moved her yard weekly, ate what ever the heck she wanted.....the day she died, she mowed her yard in the heat (July)...came in to rest & then was going back out to work some more and dropped with a stroke. She only took medication for hypertension.
Their other sister is 89.....she lives above me in the same house she was born and raised. She takes NO medication. Still works in the yard and loves to walk....eats what she wants.
So.......I think it boils down to when ever you time is up.....you are gone. I do feel genes play a big part.
My parents were married 70 years and they would tell you (if they were alive) that love kept them going. My Dad would be strong when my Mom was down & Mom would be strong when he was down...........then came that damnnastyword called dementia and everything changed. Mom couldn't be strong for him anymore and I watched him slowly give up.
I tell you all this much, I am going to do what I want to do, eat what I want to eat...go where I want to go, drink what I want to drink and enjoy my life.....when it is all said and done, dementia will probably take over and by then who gives a crabapple......you lived healthy and dementia took over your life anyway?? I want to go on to my Maker before that happens....I NEVER want my kids to go thru what I just experience with my Mom's journey..........NOPE, not gonna go there.
I believe the real answers though come from those who say that when you're reason for being here is done you get to go.
If you've read my previous posts here or answers to other q's you'll know my childhood was far from easy. Simply but, and I swear I'm not exaggerating my biological "parents" & 26 of their friends abused me in every way for the first 10 years of my life. Ended up in the "care system" sadly more abuse though also the occasional angel. Pregnant at 17 after being raped at a party. Didn't know until 5 1/2 months I was pregnant. Didn't know the facts of life and thankfully it hadn't happened before. My daughter was stillborn at 6 months following an accident at work. I married a man who beat me as I didn't expect or believe I deserved better. Many miscarriages, though I brought up other people's children when they wouldn't. After 10 years husband walked out on me.
Some very dear friends had an elderly neighbour whose wife had left him after 20+ years. I felt sorry for him especially as he had terrible arthritis and worked shifts. I gave him lifts to/from work. Cooked meals was generally there as a friend. Initially he was rude, pompous and irritating and he drank 15 pints a night every night. Long story short, we became friends then the "elderly" man (19 years my senior) stopped drinking because we fell in love. We had 20 years together before we got engaged. He joked he was worried about marrying a younger woman so we planned our wedding for 13 1/2 months later just before my 51st birthday. He died suddenly 4 months to the day of our engagement. I had absolutely no desire to continue living. I sorted our affairs after his funeral and tried to take my life.
8 times from 2007 - 2012 I tried many different ways. What I did should have caused serious damage to my body if I failed to die. I researched very hard to get it right.
I am severely disabled but none of my issues relate to my attempted get out plans. I've been reliably informed by a battery of doctors on this fact. They are stunned because I should be in much worse shape than I am.
I lived in London through the IRA bombings often leaving places so close to the bombs going off I felt the aftershock, got cut by glass once. When in Israel as part of my degree the Jaffa Gate was bombed 5 minutes after I walked through it. The mini bus I was on with fellow graduates was commandeered by terrorists and we were taken to the Gaza Strip so that we could return to England and tell the truth. Spent 3 days/nights in a coma having been bitten by a scorpion while friends/family were told no one ever recovered.
I cared for my biological nightmares at the end of their lives, I care now for my widowed BIL with dementia.
I try to speak up for those who have no voice, and raise awareness of incest, child abuse, mental health issues especially MPD/DID.
Ok it's not all bad, I have a handful of very special people in my life and 5 gorgeous fur babies.
I've always tried to be good to others. I don't and have never drunk, I've smoked 25 cigarettes in my whole life. I don't gamble and I'd give my last penny if someone needed it. I stay mentally challenged with puzzles. I crochet for "pre-premie" babies because I once read that they were wrapped in serviettes because while garments were made for "micro-premie" babies when I started nothing for these other little ones and it broke my heart. I add a tiny toy for siblings and a heart for Mum & Dad's keyring.
But...I can't end this life until the Creative Being/God whoever say's that's it Lucy your time is up.
So live life to the full, be the best that you can but don't expect to be able to add or subract a nanno second to your allotted span.
My sincere apologies to anyone this post angers or offends that was never my intention when I wrote it. It just felt right to say it now, here at this moment.
"You can also get vitamin B12 deficiency if you're a vegan (meaning you don't eat any animal products, including meat, milk, cheese, and eggs) or a vegetarian who doesn't eat enough eggs or dairy products to meet your vitamin B12 needs.... The risk of B12 deficiency also increases with age."
We give my 95 year-old mother B12 supplements even though her doctor says she has enough B12 in her blood. There are articles that point out that just because you you have the vitamin in your bloodstream, that doesn't mean you have enough in your brain. Lack of B12 can cause a type of dementia. Bingo!
Most people don't even have that checked. It plays a huge role in health as the b12. I gave Mom injections monthly. I take b12 and vit D and a few others.
I was found to be Vit D defficient 10 year ago. That led to my body not absorbing the calcium needed to make bone and thus at 48 had developed osteoporosis. The other problem was very low testosterone due to an inactive pituritory gland concerning that. In men, testosterone provides the cement in building the bones from the calcium.
They have to check my red blood count for that is dangerous and comes from too much testosterone. All of this is checked by blood work every three months. I have blood work due this month.