Growing old SUCKS!

I went to see Pearl at lunch. She was in the bed, too tired to get up, so I piled up in the bed with her and just chatted. She was wanting to hear all about my trips and visitors and ordinary stuff. I talked and talked and talked, I know, big surprise. I kept asking her about her and she was trying to tell me, but she has now developed a stuttering issue. It's not so bad, but it's very frustrating for her. I'm not sure if it's the meds or just getting older or a mental thing. I didn't stay long, but got 3 hugs in, :-). As I was leaving I stopped by the bathroom and I noticed in the tub was the chair and on the counter, Depends. I so hate that she's in that place now. I so remember the days when we had to deal with that with my grandmothers. It's so sad and not nice at all. Pearl is coping as only she can, she makes jokes and takes it all in stride, but I so hate seeing her like that.