Recently a young woman (she's just as old as I am) told me what had happened to her.
Her mother, quite an old lady, was in bed since a fortnight, not well at all. She couldn't even sit up, and needed a lot of care. Nurses came several times a day.
A neighbour knocked at the door (she lives with her mother) and said : I'm interested in your mother's house. When she'll die, I want to buy it in order to change it into apartments.
Her mother is feeling slightly better today. They even asked me in for a glass of wine the other day, and the old woman was sitting in a armchair, happy to have someone to talk to, someone who's not waiting for her to die.