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This was a welcomed segment for me as I struggle thru the process of dealing with care for my grandmother's youngest brother.  At 87 he has Alzheimers and severely painful degenerative  osteoarthritis in his lower spine.  Eighteen months ago I discovered his live-in caregivers being grossly negligent and selling his narcotics when I went to visit, after not having seen him for 25 years.  Once you know a travesty like this is happening, you cannot turn a blind eye.  I ended up bringing him and his maniacal monster sized German Shepherd to live with me in MN.  The oddyssey that has ensued has challenged the very fiber of my being and made me reflect on what will become of me.  I am 51 and single in a place where it is hard to develop a community to take the place of family, let alone find a partner. Being the only child of an only child and having no family or children is sobering when you have a clear idea of what aging looks like for so many and what might lay ahead.  I and my similarly independant and far flung friends often muse about where we shall go at some point to live communally and look after one another.....