We have just gone through this with our elderly parents. They are 88 and 94yo respectively and we just got them into a CCRC this year after a long battle. Unfortunately, they had made no long term care plans.
They insisted on staying in their 4 bedroom home, in another state by themselves, in order to not be a burden to us. In fact, it guaranteed to be a burden. We were on the phone daily over medical complaints and were driving out every other weekend to help them out. 4 hr drive each way.
I was burned out and they finally agreed to enter a nearby CCRC this past January.
I think I still have PTSD a little over the past year's emotional toll.
I still get daily panic calls from my Mom over health complaints. Family is still the first contact over every issue. This is very stressful emotionally since it takes time away from my family plus the constant interruptions at work are affecting my performance.
For awhile she was often calling, accusing my wife of stealing her shirts and her coat. That has dyed down for now.
Sigh ....
My wife and I are making our own plans so as not to burden our kids.
I never could get my dad to consider any kind of assisted living. He just wouldn't do it. At the same time, he didn't want to be a burden on me either, but over the last several years (he lived to 97 on his own), it became to the point where all of our phone calls and visits had to do with his medical issues. He wouldn't even dial 911 himself. He'd call me and say he's fallen and can't get up and been laying on the floor for a couple of hours and he calls me to have me come get him up. So, I'd call 911 and drive over there to meet the ambulance. This happened several times. And every time, he'd return home and refuse help from outside. Until the last fall, which he didn't recover from. I really think he would have maybe had a better end of life experience if he'd considered assisted living, but he didn't want it, and I guess I lived up to my end of the bargain by not forcing him.
DW is currently going through the same thing with her dad, but he's more outgoing and I think he'd thrive in an assisted living environment. My dad was a loner.
My DW and I have everything taken care of and documented all of the way down to prepaid funerals and burials. And, when the time comes, I think both of us will know when it's time to consider moving someplace to get help.