The Aged, Abuse & Abandonment

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As we embark on a New Year, I have this feverish question: when and how did it start happening that the younger generation is more and more discarding parents and cutting them out of their lives?

Breaking a long tradition of taking a year-end vacation in India, I stayed at home during the past three weeks. While visiting friends and relatives, I was dumbfounded by the outpouring of sad accounts of elderly parents being abused by their own offspring.

I did some quick research – speaking to officials from family welfare agencies and homes for the aged – and was deeply touched by the plight facing senior citizens.

The poignant tales of residents of old age homes drove home the sordid reality: children are abandoning a value system that placed high reverence and respect on those who were once their guiding lights. Sensitivity and…

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  1. My mum is 95, in a rest home by her own choice; other options were on offer, and still are.
    I have been in touch with her daily, and can say that the corporate-owned, share-holder invested “rest homes” are a problem. They are understaffed up to about 30%, systematically, by my estimation, with few exceptions, and sometimes much worse, as when there is a flu epidemic.
    I would nationalise them. (Along with the Post, utilities, railways and everything else our beloved leaders have sold off, since Lange and Douglas.) And I would kick the corporates out, along with foreign military, spies and agents, and banks. They can all go and play on the road.

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  2. As someone getting on in years (76) I find all this a little confusing. I quite like being retired. I like being left alone and my wife does her own thing. The strangest thing is that since my brother’s passing I’ve had more phone calls from family than I’ve had for years. His son said, “You’re a hard man to find”. I thought, “It’s not a secret”. The (sad?) truth is that I don’t want them (I think it’s the bloody awful baggage they bring) around me. It’s too much of a muchness and I did all that without complaining when they were young.
    The worst possible thought is one of those terrible homes for the aged (old men in beige jackets, yuk) where they reminisce about ‘good times gone by’. Makes me shudder. Younger people seem not to have a clue what it’s like to get older. If you have any kind of complaint, even the ones common among the young, you are a goner. He won’t be back. At a wedding recently a woman remarked “well past your bedtime?”. I’m never in bed before midnight. One of the neighbours invited me in for a drink and it turned out he wanted me to fix his car. “Oh so your an engineer”. That is a step-up though, they usually want me to dig their &*%” garden.
    I don’t need to be cared for or *remembered* by someone who just realised they didn’t check if I’m alive or dead. You are all going to be there and it always comes as a surprise.

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    1. Commiserations cadxx. I get it. It does come as a surprise. I think our society keeps them all over busier than we were at their age tbh. And looking back I misunderstood my own parents. Didn’t realize their needs at all although I always maintained I would never see them living in an old folks home (unless of course they really wanted to but they didn’t). I figure they fed us when we were helpless we owe them the same. Least you’re onto them anyway 😉 Boundaries isn’t it?


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