It’s Tuesday and I want to write and post and read other’s writing and leave comments. It is almost March and I am gearing up for the March writing challenge, yet it is 6:24pm and I am just now getting to sit down to write.
What to write….???
I glance at today’s Washington Post and the headline below the fold reads ” ‘I won’t put you in a nursing home’: A vow that sometimes can’t be kept. ” (Can read whole story here)
My mind thinks back to the many Grey’s Anatomy episodes I have been binge-watching lately. The season I am in now has the chief taking his wife with Alzheimers to live at a nursing home after she left the burner on in the kitchen.
My mind then thinks of my own dear friend who is also showing symptoms of this disease. I wrote about her becoming a grandmother last March here. She is still living at home with her family but I wonder about her future.
I start to read the article and read this sentence: By 2050, the number of people 85 and older is projected to triple.
My mind then thinks about how this is good news for my husband’s architecture firm which has a large Senior Living Division.
My mind then thinks about my current 3rd graders and how I should teach them about the field of geriatrics, apparently a growing field for future jobs.
Then I reread the sentence: By 2050, the number of people 85 and older is projected to triple and think. Just to be sure, I open the calculator on my iPhone and type in 2-0-5-0, hit the minus sign, then type in 1-9-6-3 and hit the equal sign.
87 stares at me.
I reread the sentence a third time: By 2050, the number of people 85 and older is projected to triple.
And it sinks in. I will be one of the reasons for the tripling.
I wonder where I will be living in 2050??