Looking for any perspectives of people that have been through that moment in their life when they realise that their parents are starting to show proper signs of age, especially if it seemed to happen quickly? My mum had a fall this week and has broken both of her arms. She also had a fall six weeks ago. She’s 73. To me that still feels relatively young, but she has a couple of underlying issues like osteoporosis. Finding it quite a slap in the face of reality, especially because I’m surrounded by friends and we all have toddlers and all of their parents are coming to help all the time, playing in the park, doing babysitting. The fact is my parents are just a bit older and I’ve really noticed a shift between their capabilities in their late sixties to how they are in their mid 70s. What did you do to help them and support them but also how did you process it for yourself?
It makes me feel like a little girl even though I need to be a grown-up in the room. I guess I feel scared that this is the beginning of the end. I’m also five months pregnant and just terrified all the time anyway! I feel so sorry for my mum and struggles with the NHS mean it’s not been a very dignified few days…