Chronic Health Conditions Discussion and Support

The day I admit I am having problems living alone is the day social services steps in, declares me incompetent, assigns a state babysitter who then takes my dogs to the pound, parks me in the lowest price nursing home and pockets the change.
I saw this happen time and time again!! At Christmas this year I learned it had happened to a friend in WY. She did have some family, far away, they are now trying to regain control, but she is going downhill FAST.
No thank you. I would love to die from a fall in my own backyard, not tied to stretcher in hell.

And do I trust the profession? Not anymore. 2 years ago my Dr told me to take the crap in the box test. I told her no. It arrived anyhow and I refused delivery, sent it back. So imagine my surprise when the office sent the results of my test!! That was the last time I ever saw that Dr.
A big red flag should have been the first visit when she stuck the fat lady for a blood sugar reading - 92. But without knowing I was a nurse, pronounced me a diabetic then there. I am not and have never been diabetic.