He was 90. After he fell down his stairs, I knew things were not going well. His health had been declining for awhile now but I had no idea it was going to be this fast. I hadn’t been up there since February of last year to see him and grandma (they live in Manitowoc, WI). I was planning to go up there the week of our birthday in August. We shared the same day, the 18th. He would have been 91, me 31.
He was the type of person who took pride in being self-sufficient and not wanting to be a burden on anyone – grandma too. And I think when he was placed in a rehab/care center, all of that was taken away from him. He was depressed and didn’t eat much and just wanted to sleep.
Thank God that my aunt was already there to help out. Now, she’ll do more than she probably thought with grandma. Speaking of, I think she’s going downhill too. Normally, she’s immaculate. All the clothes and dishes done but not now.
Anyway, I hope you don’t take your family for granted. If you have problems with a family member that have been going on for years, settle them now. You don’t have forever to say the things you may not have a chance to.