So, my 94 year-old dad's now in a nursing home for good... which in his case is estimated to be about 2-4 weeks. He signed a DNR, doesn't want to go back to the hospital, but doesn't quite get the full picture yet. Still wants to do therapy, thinks he can be fitted with an artificial leg if he can just build his strength up... meanwhile they've dropped the blood thinners as they do more harm than good at this point. He has CHF and his body can't keep up with the excess fluid. He's a leaky ship with a busted ballast pump.
I look around the nursing home and at the human vegetables propped up in their wheelchairs with their heads lolling around and think it's better for your brain to ferment than to keep your faculties and watch your body gradually shut down.
Mid-life rut. At least you can climb out of a rut. It's that unavoidable end-of-life cliff that really ruins your day.
Now... more advanced farting techniques, please!