I’m (only!)81, but many of the same concerns have been percolating in my head since I lost my husband. I really don’t want to leave this house that I love, (which is now way too big for just me), and I have an amazing dog that has become my reason to get up in the morning, but having some health concerns lately has made me think of options for the future. One good thing now, for which I am grateful, is that, except for my dog, there is no one who absolutely needs me to help them stay alive. While my husband was ill I lived in absolute terror that something would happen to me so that I couldn’t care for him. Fortunately, nothing serious did and he died peacefully at home never having to be separated from me or his family, (except for a few very brief hospital visits). I expect I will try to stay in my home as long as I can manage to and, really, in fairness to our kids, I need to stay long enough to clear out the detritus that 60 years of marriage engenders. I’m hoping that both mind and body will last long enough to get that job done - although thinking about all the closets, drawers, and books and papers, it could take years! I am also very lucky in having a supportive family that will not let me stray too far and I’m pretty sure they will confiscate my keys at an appropriate time. Marilyn, I really admire you for being so on top of your future needs while still in the middle of deep grief.