What a timely thread! Just got off the phone with my 82 y.o. mother and sent her off to her annual-physical-cum-flu-shot. We live in the same city, so I'll often give her rides when she sees a specialist or the weather's bad, etc. We got a bit of a snow/rain/ice combo yesterday and a relatively warm rain today. This week is insanely busy for me, so I told her I'd be able to give her a ride but only if the roads were slick. She spent the last few days agonizing over the forecast and talking about not being able to drive, and what combination of temp and precip would be dangerous in what way, really worrying the bone. I just nodded, smiled, and repeated my parameters for the conditions in which I'd clear my decks and get here there. At which point she sighed, metaphorically let her legs go limp in the checkout line, and said, "I think I'll just reschedule for the spring. [quivering pause] And skip my flu shot." I pleasantly replied, "You do what you feel you need to do."
She did keep her appointment, after listening to the weather this morning, talking with me, and hearing a report DH gave me (he drove through her neighborhood to get to work) that the roads were wet but fine. After a very dubious, "Well, all right then . . . " she was on her way. I tell myself it must be just as exhausting to be her as it can sometimes be around her.