My Mother will turn 81 shortly. She lives by herself, smokes copiously, adamantly refuses to see a doctor for anything, and seems to be getting by OK. She's always sweet and agreeable, as most folks of that generation are, but I'm always astounded at her staunch refusal to let a doctor look at her. There's definitely something going on with her posture; she's often bent over about 40 degrees, and walks with a limp. I only see her every year or so, and of course the decline is more noticeable with each visit.
She's a grownup though, so I'm loathe to 'tell her what to do'; I can only suggest and cajole.
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