Just in the past few weeks I have began to notice my mom is starting to slow down. For the past 5 years my sisters and I have been trying to tell her she cannot keep overdoing on everything and that we are available to do the heavy work for her. After all, she is going to be 82 in a few months. I know what all of you are probably thinking...we should be glad she is able to do for herself, not live in a nursing home, and that she is in good health. Her only health problem is that she needs to take blood pressure medication daily, and like most of us she could lose a few pounds just to feel better. Her only vice is chocolate.
My mother owns a home on approximately a one-half town block, most of it being lawn to mow. She mows her own lawn with a riding mower and she has a snowblower for her driveway and sidewalk. I have tried to wrestle the snowblower away from her without success because she does not feel that is "work." She slipped and fell last winter in the driveway, hitting her head and breaking her wrist because she "had to clear the sidewalk before the city fined her" and clear the driveway even though she had no place to go. I doubt the snow had even stopped falling before she fired up the snowblower!!
Several years ago, she just had to change a light bulb at 11 pm only to fall from the step ladder and break her wrist then, too. Luckily, I lived in the same town as she does at the time.
My sister drove her to the city the other day and spent a few hours there, eating & shopping. By the time they got home, Mom said she was tired and her leg was sore. It is just difficult to see her losing a step or two. She has always been an avid walker, between 3 & 5 miles/day. I have told her she should stay a bit active and use her treadmill in the winter, but she has no interest in that. She would rather walk outside in the nice weather or walk and socialize with one of her friends.
I love my Mom very much and in some ways have grown to accept that I am a lot like her. (I call my daughter everyday, too). I used to get frustrated with her frequent calls and always dropping in to visit unexpectedly when we lived in the same town. Then it hit me one day....I will miss this when it doesn't happen anymore. (It has been 15 years since my father passed and there are still a lot of things I miss about him).
One of the cutest things she has told my sisters and me lately is that the clothing manufacturers are making clothes a lot smaller than they used to....she used to fit into a size 12 and is now a size 16. She neglected to add that she has been putting on a few pounds!! Maybe it is not a healthy way to think, but we aren't terribly concerned about her weight, as long as she doesn't put on a lot more, because she is healthy and happy with her life. And somehow with her not really watching what she eats, she loves fried foods, she has great cholesterol levels.
I haven't heard from my daughter as to whether she sees me getting older yet. Maybe she is like me and just doesn't want to tell her mother this.