Not to be a total downer, but for about 12 years I owned and operated a Residential Care Home. It was for low income people that didn't need constant medical attention, were somewhat self sufficient but needed a place to sleep, three meals a day and someone present 24/7 in the event of a problem. During those years I had at three elderly people the passed away while on the toilet. That got to me more then anything else ever did. A person lives a life, raises children, loves, works and struggles to survive only to die while sitting on a toilet with their pants down around their ankles. There was a massive amount of undeserved lack of dignity and unfairness involved with that happening. It always stuck with me in my memory banks. And people sometimes wonder why I am a bit of a curmudgeon. It came with life. I usually can file it all away in a small compartment in my brain, but once in a while it finds a way out.
