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Respite Care Chichester

GuardianAngelCarersMarketing posted a photo:

www.guardian-angel-carers.co.uk
Guardian Angel Carers Ltd
The Bees
Chichester Marina
Chichester
West Sussex
PO20 7EJ
01243 216416

China is slowly but surely getting aware of the aging population.

The average age of the population is rising everyday since they established the "one child" policy and in the next couple of decades,their workforce will drop significantly.

Zhongshan,China.

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Angel with a Scythe

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Aging Gracefully In Vancouver

Arlene Gee posted a photo:

Two seniors enjoying the view at Queen Elizabeth Park, Vancouver, BC, Canada. Nikon D7000 and Nikkor 50/1.4G.

Serenity

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your face tells your story

smalldogs posted a photo:

I sometimes get a little freaked out about how my face is going to look in 10 or 20 years, but then I look at a face like this, and it totally comforts me.

Yeah, there are a lot of deep wrinkles, but I think they're beautiful. They make this woman who she is.

Every wrinkle on her face is a new baby born into her family; the death of a loved one; her wedding day; the day her daughter was wed. They show her struggles as well as her triumphs.

They show what she has seen.

I am not afraid of aging.

new york street

.the guarded eye. posted a photo:

manhattan.

press L to see on black. it looks better that way.

several of the people i follow on flickr have been doing some great color work, so i thought i'd try a bit myself... :)

used car dental

lfdeale posted a photo:

This is an experience of mine that happened Thursday last, but I'm writing about it today, the following Saturday morning as though it was some type of dream recall. For in a manner it is a waking dream.

I had been experiencing pain with two molars for the last couple of weeks, and had decided to just have them extracted. I made an appointment with my normal dentist for Thursday morning at 10 a.m. I had explained fully that all I wanted was an extraction, but I wasn't surprised that upon arriving I was led into the xray room for a full panel of x-rays, since it had been three years since I had been to the dentist. The delay was because my previous visits had not been pleasing and I wished to spend as little time as possible sitting in a dentist's chair. I'm not fond of dentists.

After the x-rays I was led to the executioners chair where there is a flat screen computer screen a foot or so in front of my nose, where I can view in detail the images of my teeth. The dentist pulled up a chair and sat beside me in that ever familiar bedside manner, in an attempt to get to know me and establish some type of rapport, as this is a dental group and I hadn't met this particular dentist on duty before. The intimate relationship was to be built around questions about where I was from. I explained I was a Las Vegas resident since 1959, and he pushed beyond that wanting to know where I was from before that, which I didn't find particularly relevant to the situation. So he countered with sharing that he was from Southern California as though that would be sufficient to instill confidence.

Then he began to point at the images on the computer screen regarding the nature of my dental evaluation. [Insert here that I never intended nor wanted a dental evaluation.] One molar was beyond salvation, which I already knew. But two others would require immediate root canals, and two others were broken and would demand crown work, and then there was one tooth in the front which was infected and would need extensive work for redemption. I explained I wasn't interested in all that work, all I wanted at that point was really the extraction of only one sinner tooth, far in the back, that was beyond deliverance. The reason it was beyond salvation was that it had been pryed and poked and drilled and root canaled for many years, till it finally had spit out the foreign substance leaving meager remnants surrounding the hole like tombstones in a lonely graveyard. This had been the eventual result of my dental work prior, they just simply fell out like rats deserting a sinking ship.

The authoritative physician disregarded my choice and went on to describe in detail a myriad of dental beliefs that revolve around proper mastication, else the entire digestive system be rendered non-functional and definitely ensuring a future state of dysfunction or disease. In spite of the fact that I've had no problems chewing with missing molars and could site several cases of friends who also had no problems, some of them who actually removed their dentures to eat. But this information would not sway this young dentist several years my junior who was confused by my lack of concern or any display of utter dismay over an imagined future prognosis, and he continued to state his case in a thinly disguised disingenuous concern for my health and well-being.

When at one point I did state that I might in the future be interested in dental work for cosmetic reasons, my young friend enthusiastically jumped into the loop-hole arena asking me how I wished to handle this today listing my choices from implant to a full range of expensive deeds intended for the salvation of one visible front tooth fraught with malicious pathogenic microorganisms. He recommended that I immediately see a specialist and then return for another pricey root canal. I explained that I had already had done that once. As a dutiful disciple three years prior, I did follow the directive and paid my one hundred dollar "enter through the door fee," to receive twenty minutes of superlative professional consultation to the effect that "he could not see any problem." Then I exited his exalted personage, which probably was the prompt for me to not return to the dental pew for another three years.

Undaunted, the dentist went on to do a physical exam poking my gums with a dental tool and verbally describing the state of individual tooth affairs to his assistant who was taking copious notes, using a full range of periodontal disparaging words from severe to just mildly depreciate, emphasizing all the while that he could save certain teeth from their chronicled predestined fate. Although in my personal experience the extreme efforts of salvation eventually fail and the tooth just falls out anyway.

Noticing that I still was not in a state of fear, the dentist expressed that he would agree to extracting the one tooth today in a manner that expressed to me that he was doing me a favor. Now that we were in the last stages of the sales procedure, the dentist called in the financial adviser who turned out to be a wildly enthusiastic young man with a clip board who shook my hand like he was pumping water, and of course was my long lost best dental friend. He sat down on the same bedside manner chair exclaiming that "the doctor" has agreed to perform the extraction process, to which after checking his paperwork would be the amount of $295.00. Surprised, I asked why the increase in price, since the last time I had paid around $100.00. Not really having a viable answer he just expressed that "that was the price." I expressed that insurance companies don't pay that inflated price, and I asked him directly "if since I was an uninsured cash customer I would be charged three times the amount?" Somewhat embarrassed he responded that they refer to as "the retail price."

At this point my intuition stepped in to inform me that I really had no confidence in the medial abilities of this dentist and I did not want my tooth pulled by a person who had only exhibited the qualities of a "used car salesman." I told the ever so happy financial counselor that I would "shop around." I then grabbed my purse, stood up and exited as quickly as I could, bypassing the front desk without stopping. Not that I intended to stiff anyone, it was that I must not have felt that I owed anyone for this one hour coercing waste of my time. At least in the timeshare high pressure sales rooms you get a gift. ~ me

Aging in America

McKinsey Global Institute posted a photo:

One of the biggest issues facing US cities in the coming decades will be aging populations, which will influence GDP growth and demand for public services and housing. Today, seniors outnumber children in only one of every 20 cities. By 2025, one-third of cities will have more seniors than children. In Miami, which already has a relatively high share of seniors, at 16 percent, seniors are projected to be 23 percent of the population by 25. For more detail, see MGI's Urban America: US cities in the global economy bit.ly/HW4nlp

staggered printers

Jonathon Much posted a photo:

a row of abandoned old printing presses rest staggered by the windows at the Arcade Building in St. Louis, Missouri.

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