I am 83, my husband died 4 years ago. I live alone on 25 acres, 8 miles from town. I can't drive because I got peripheral neuropathy in my feet from chemo.
Getting old is depressing. We cant be and do what we used to. We have to accept being alive and having some good health. Everyone getting old has problems. Any of my friends that are left do.
We are lucky to be alive. Our lives change at every age and we have to deal with it. Sometimes my kids take me places, I have free medical rides and an Uber if I'm desperate. Most of my friends are now DEAD. We still have some good years left in this new way we didn't choose to live.
If you drive and have an accident, life will be hell.