Hell, I've Lived Long Enough!

Mom usually says this when she needs help showering or getting dressed. The conversation goes like this:

Mom: How old am I?

Me: 87

Mom: How old was my mother when she died.

Me: 87

Mom: That's old enough.

Me: Old enough for what?

Mom: Hell, I've lived long enough. It's time to die.

Me: If it was time, we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Mom: Laughs

Basically the same conversation happens several times a week. She also once said that there should be a switch that could just be turned off when you are ready to die. My evil twin says, "Hell, Yes!"