What Will I Do...

Have you ever thought what you will do when you turn 96? It's really kind of an interesting question. And in my family - evidently one that needs to be asked quite often. We have an odd mix of family traits - half our family side (my mom's) has a history of senility & Alzheimers while the other side (my dad's) has a history of living a long life. Add those two together - what do you get?? ME - living long but being CRAZY!!!

Anyway - this is where this started - I have a great aunt - Aunt Ruby - She is my late grandfather's sister. She lives alone in Clovis, New Mexico and she is 96 years old - yes I said alone! Over the last couple of years it has gotten a little worse for her (not that anyone is surprised) - her hearing is pretty bad and she has trouble getting around. She and her husband (who died ten years ago) never had children so my Mom and my brothers and I have been like her kids - my poor Mom has inherited taking care of her. Mom and I and my boys have always visited each summer and we keep in touch - well we couldn't go this summer because Mitch broke his leg and my Mom was in Alaska. Boy did it all hit the fan!!!

While my Mom was gone her Minister called saying she had fallen and wouldn't go to the doctor. Then her part-time house-keeper called and said she was hearing voices and was saying she was convinced that the neighbors were planning a plot to come and kidnap her. Her lawyer called and wanted to know why we didn't have a power of attorney for her. Now this was all good and well, but if I say MULE can you get a picture in your mind? Aunt Ruby is 5 feet tall 96 years old and more stubborn than me and my son Peyton put together (now that's really saying something). According to her she's fine, she's not deaf, she's not hearing things, she did not fall, and no one is going to have any power over her!!!

Well, we thought we would let it slide, but the housekeeper called again and so did the minister - Mom is worried. Evidently she has fallen again - this time she did go to the doctor but she won't take the medicine because it makes her tired and she doesn't want to sleep that much - she has more important things to do - She's 96 years old - what else does she have to do?????

I swear - she's a mess. However - she wins! Mitch and Mom and I will be heading to Clovis for Fall Break - Yippee! My job as the youngster is to try and convince her I need to meet her doctor so we can get her back in to the doctor while my Mom gets to mention a "power of attorney". Mitch will get to just try and keep the peace when it all goes to heck in a handbasket!!

What will I do when I'm 96? I hope to heck I've moved somewhere so my kids aren't trying to take care of me. I want to learn shuffleboard and bridge while I'm still young enough to remember that I've learned the skills. And if my Mom's side of the family is any indication - maybe I should start making plans for my 50th!!!!!