Unequal prospects
Old people can be tricky. I know, because in my mid-eighties, I am one. And I’m married to one. Together we live happily in a small retirement complex with other old people. For three years I’ve watched relatively able-bodied and “with it” people join our expanding community. Some of us have needed to move on to rest-home or hospital care. Several have died. But we are a socially connected, caring community, carrying much wisdom and life experience. The Listener cover story on care of the elderly (January 28) had the headline “An age-old problem”. Much has changed in my lifetime. When I was five, my maternal grandfather lived and died at home with us. When I was 46, Mum and Dad lived in their Christchurch home. Mum became terminally ill and…