For those of us without family - Who will take care of you ?

I go to see “ a medicine man, “
so to speak
Over time there were 4 medicine men and one women
Each confidently, positively, convincingly Yet it’s difficult to draw a STRAIGHT LINE, between MM 1 -5 it occurred to me that only 1.5 listened and heard what was physically and mentally happening to me in less than 6 months period of time
Last Friday “ The Main Man” declared that I was in remission fast that any one in the clinic.
Does it make sense for MM ask PATIENT: so tell me EVERYTHING YOU DID OVER THIS LAST 6 months?
I do!
He didn’t! He awkwardly hugged me and told me to exercise and eat salad.

I’m in the same boat as you are. I’m only 65, but I have too many chronic health conditions to mention, They all stem from complex post traumatic stress disorder. Having this condition prematurely ends one’s life by up to 20 years.
I’ve already pre-need planned my cremation and burial arrangements. I’ll be buried alongside my mother.
I have been searching for a private fiduciary to be secured to be on standby, meaning when I become incapacitated. I’m in the process of changing my legal documents over, but I’m searching for continuing care for my three wonderful cat companions. I have no close friends or anyone who would care for them together, for the rest of their life.
This has become a hiccup as I don’t have unlimited financial resources.
I can hire a geriatric case manager for my current major medical needs, to be my emergency contact. But they are very expensive; $200/hour.
I have a phone app, called Snug, that sends me a notification once a day, to check in with me. If I don’t or can’t hit the button on my phone, they will reach out to me. If I don’t respond, they will call the first responders to come do a welfare check.
I have a posted medical record and medication listing by my front door, hanging in a plastic file envelope for first responders. I need to update it though, when I update my legal documents. It’s posted through my states health registry. Sorry that I can’t recall the name. The first responders can gain access to it anywhere in case one is in a vehicle accident or emergency at home. You must have it notarized first, scanned, and uploaded to their website.

I’ve worked tirelessly to get this far, but I still work hard to plan for the inevitable. It sucks to be alone! I’m a good person, but it’s hard to make friends these days. Good friends that are still around for a lifetime. I would be a good friend for someone else, as I value meaningful friendships. I’m very loyal, mostly now to myself these days. I’ve shared a great deal of my efforts here to help someone else in my similar situation. I’m working to declutter my house now but it’s more difficult than I had thought.
Take one step at a time each day to handle these important tasks now. It brings special peace of mind.

I'm being proactive and looking into assisted living facilities as well as home care. I'm 80 yrs old so it's time! Also looking into hospice care. It takes a lot of phone calls but worth the effort.

If you have a trusted attorney, he/she can be your executor of the will as well as POA and other legal matters. As far as friends go, they might consider it a privilege to deal with your end-of-life matters. I know I would.

I hope everything is in a trust and all medical issues are in writing (DNR, etc.). It's important to get legal; advise on everything. Good luck on everything - you'll get it all in place!

@hellopam to everyone:
Suppose how long we live,
Minus the unexpected.
Is relative to a number that we have in our head we might not even be aware of that number, but for arguments sake let’s say the number is 30% 30% can be increased and the increased means we live longer would we choose the 50% versus the 30% I believe for some mind over matter is a given and because of that it’s not hard for them to be thinking 70% that they’re going to live to be 100
If we wanna Wayne philosophical, it’s easy to see that the conversation can go on forever
So for this post, I’d like to suggest that whatever number we pick has to be in our mind a good number then we live our life out to that number
I watched my mother just make 99. In my mind she would’ve made 106 that she told everybody she was going to live to, however She went to an ER at a very well-known hospital. She had a UTI
She always had UTIs, but in hospital lingo they admitted her when they gave her the typical antibiotics which never work. They decided to go stronger and eventually they made it to the antibiotics can only be prescribed by CDC doctors my brother as power of attorney had to give permission one day after those antibiotics were administered her urine, intern root built root beer, color, and within three days, they suggested that we take her home so she could die in peace truth be known they didn’t dead body on their hands at this particular known nationally known hospital show I watched my mother in her final five hours and I knew she had already checked out. Turns out it could be seen as the hospitals fault and she didn’t make 106.

What’s the difference between writing here
Or pressing “REPLY” on the last post, and I wonder what happens if the REPLY button from the Original poster makes a difference?

My “WONDERING”

@olman
You should check your writing before you hit
“REPLY”
Is there TIME?
What is TIME; anyway

Besides “ who will take care of you; who will remember you?
Is that important? Is it important at all? Is there a difference?

Anyone have thoughts about the book or movie:
“ The Note Book “

I came up with a new GREATEST SOLUTION to the situation

Can I get some form of protection for my idea? Intellectual property

If money is no problem then I suggest looking into nursing home workers. A few hours a day will help their bank account and you could stay home instead of entering one of these unpleasant nursing homes and have people dying all around you all the time. My Dad happened to be in a nursing home for a couple of months and was able to return home to his familiar surroundings. He made a friend in the nursing home and she came to his home 7 days a week for several hours. She was his best friend until he died.