Where's the Gen X solution?

Mom's lunchtime table-mates are apparently commenting on the fact that she's visibly weaker - she actually seems smaller every time I see her - and they convince her that she is not well. So she's at the table, but doesn't eat anything because she's not well. Odd. So the staff move her into a chair in the empty social room while everyone else is having lunch. They put a sandwich on a plate in her lap - most unappetizing - or an aide stands by her with a bowl of fruit and spoon-feeds her every bite.

Wende was here, and the 3 of us sat and talked a bit. It didn't help get her to eat the sandwich, but she enjoyed the socializing. Wende could also see that mom is slowly failing. Every time mom gets another virus or bug, she gets over it (with the help of antibiotics) but never really comes back 100%.

This process is too damned slow. She's not having a good time, she's physically uncomfortable (usually she's cold, no matter how many layers of clothing they put on her), and she is unable to interact effectively with other people. I can't imagine that today's Gen X'ers will put up with this kind of thing when the Boomers are sliding into Deep Age. They'll come up with a better-faster way to wrap up a useful and satisfying life without having to change too many Deep Age diapers. Meantime, I'm not suffering about it the way I was. It's sad, but it's no longer maddening.