Originally Posted by
Tedc
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My neighbour is 92, walks with crutches, has to use a stair lift to go to bed . He's been alone for 5, or more, years.
His house was going into disrepair, he was eating Sainsbury's delivered meals mostly, he paid a gardener to try to keep the garden tidy.
Underneath all that he was fiercely independent.
I talked to him, on the doorstep, when he managed to get to the door. He looked "done for"!
However, his daughter recently visited, from somewhere right around the M25, and persuaded him, at last, to go into a care home.
He's been there about a month and his daughter called by to say that he's doing really well. He has friends again, they do quiz nights, parties, fun stuff, and he has lost weight and regained his fun personality.