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Father 92 - Mother 86. We are 5 1/2 years into their diagnosis.
My parents had everything in place. POAs, health care POAs, long term health insurance, Plan B & D, etc. They have even provided us memorial service plans, notes for their obituaries, etc. They picked out their gravestones and had them placed in the cemetery years ago. All that is missing is the ending date. They even purchased the double urn for the ashes. They kept saying that their kids were too busy and they had nothing better to do. They thought it was all very amusing.
The best thing they did - the family trust. The trust was set up so we could help them manage their lives. They gave myself and my two siblings equal decision making powers. Everything is decided by a vote and surprisingly it is usually unanimous. The thing my parents were most concerned about is how us kids would get along. Although the three of us are separated by a total of 35 months we were not close. Only my sister lives in the same town. Our relationships could have gone either way but over the past three years we have become very close as we had to downsize their living situation and eventually moved my Mother into a special needs unit and my Father into a semi-assisted unit in the same complex. He still walks over to see her four times a day. My brother and I split the phone calls up - I talk to doctors, dentists, health care providers and attorneys. My brother talks to the VA, the insurance companies, the CPA, and their financial planner. My sister does the laundry, buys my Dad's groceries, pays his bills, and visits them every day after work. Sometimes she takes off work to go to doctor appointments. Sometimes I fly home for the doctor appointments.
My parents were so pleased to watch their children become good friends. It only took us 60 years. In the oddest and most unexpected way their illness has been a blessing.
We thank them every day for planning ahead. Turns out they were really, really great parents.
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