That makes your father-in-law 93. Was he like the typical 80-yr old you mention?
I do not know how to compare the nursing home occupants' physical conditions, other than seeing that many have lost most of their mobility. Some are bedridden. Many are like my FIL, who could not do anything himself, and has problems even turning in bed. He needs help to get out of bed, and to be seated in a wheelchair. At first, he was able to feed himself with a spoon. Now it becomes a difficult task to even bend the elbow.
A man in the bed next to him was a former soldier, a colonel, not even 80, I don't think. He was a tall man, though not fat. He was bedridden, and could not get up by himself. When the little woman nurses helped him by pullling on his arms, my wife said he cried murder: "You are dislocating my shoulders!". It's sad to see a former soldier turned into that debilitating condition.
Good luck if you're wrong when you're 80 though, and of course that's the rub, and the reason many plan to their mid-90's or beyond...
As I said in an earlier post, I will keep my WR low. I will not spend all my money, because I want to die rich.
My intention is that money will not be a problem. But there are things that money cannot buy.
I will try to maintain my health. But I am not optimistic that I will live that long, or if I do, that the quality of life is like what I want.
Some are deciding that large amounts of money will not be important to them in old age, because large amounts of money are not very useful to very old people now. Well, maybe. But what if, say 20-30 years from now, methods of extending life for a decade or so are developed; however, the treatments cost 500k per person plus more for additional maintenance treatments? What will you do then?
What if it costs $1M, and you are still short? Or if they can keep you alive, but it is like in the movie
Death becomes her?
And by the way, REW in an old thread has posted an on-line longevity estimator. It's
here.
I tried the first estimator. It says my life expectancy is
93. But I do not rejoice. I am willing to trade that age for a fatal stroke or a heart attack at, say, 85 or even 80, if living to 90 turns me into one of the nursing home occupants I have seen.