Today at work, a 95-year-old woman who had been confused became reoriented. She started talking to me.
“I woke up and I had no idea where I was or even who I was. It’s terrifying to wake up here and not know…not know anything.” Her eyes opened wide and she looked at me from behind her oxygen mask. She reached out and clasped my hand.
“I spent my whole life doing things I didn’t want to and now I’ve lived a long time and I can’t remember anything.” There was a long pause.
I’ve found that often, if you remain silent, people will keep talking and tell you things that you might not ever find out otherwise. The old woman looked me in the eyes.
“It wasn’t worth it, son.”
That was the most depressing thing I’ve ever heard. It makes me think…how happy am I, anyway? I often wonder if I could have done things differently and been happier.