Exactly.
The good news is that most of us get bumped off before we need to be incarcerated.
Mum left hospital and was put in a 'home'. Her room was a long way down a maze of corridors. She would see some one at meal times only. Clean, but dismally unfriendly in feel.
Prior to mum going where she is I did a tour of local (to her not us) establishments. Oldies crying for attention they wouldn't get as no one could hear. I had let myself in, couldn't see any attendants, so just walked around unchallenged. The places generally were w/o any warmth of humans caring.
Mum is in an ok place, not perfect but you gotta accept rules of others in a communal place.
Having keycode entry, and exit, to prevent prisoners escaping isn't good. Although I accept for some it is necessary.
The food has reduced in it's desirability over her tenure.
There used to be a couple of cats in the place, one of mums few pleasure. With excuses they're now not around.
Even in there I can hear other oldies wanting more attention than they get, but at least it will come.
Every time there is a covid or flu or summat case the place is locked down. Tbh most lockdowns are after the illness has got in there, horse has bolted. But that's procedure I'm told. Rather than drive 2 hours for nowt I now ring to see if I / we are allowed in.
So, at an age where a clip board warrior might asses me / us for our capability to self manage our lives I intend to remain below such school leavers, 6 week trained, authorised beyond capability, persons.
I would prefer to sit on a nice beach and let Neptune decide.
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