I have spent the recent months visiting various hospitals in Singapore, first with my aunt, then mum then the son.
While the son had insurance and could have gotten a room to himself, the hospital was full so he ended up in the general ward with lots of other people about. Lots of elderly people.
It made me think seriously about when I get old.
I watched the old men in the ward being fed, bathed, diapered and medicated, all by strangers. The care was good but it was perfunctory. The nurses were absolutely wonderful with the old men, they were gentle and kind but I wonder about the helplessness of it all.
It makes you think…
I dont want to be a burden to my family, as it will take time and effort to care for an elderly family member. I don’t want to end up in a care facility or home where I am ‘looked after’ by someone else. I don’t mind if I was able bodied and lived in a nursing home but I do not want someone to bathe me or feed me or put me in diapers. I may change my mind when I get to be elderly, I may be quite happy to be fed, bathed, be treated like an object that needs care.
Yes I know there are legitimate ethical questions to ask here but seriously wouldn’t that help with astronomical health care bills and insurance premiums?
The hospitals, doctors, Pharmaceutical and Insurance companies will of course cry foul, as they are the ones benefiting right now.
Just think, all of us know when we are to be terminated, so we live our lives accordingly. We make sure we go through that bucket list and plan everything to end at 75. No surprises, unless one is ill and is terminated earlier…
That way I know whats coming (yes I am a control freak) and I wont have to be dependent on someone helping me to wipe my arse, bathe me, feed me and in turn I don’t become a burden to my family as being a care giver is one of the toughest things to do, the guilt of not doing enough or the strain of doing too much.
But most of all it will allow me some control of my own destiny and perhaps dying with dignity.