My DH is 68 and has Parkinson's. The decks around our house are in serious need of replacement, but for some reason, the contractors I called either never showed up or said they couldn't start work until October.
So one bright morning, DH went outside and began tearing up the entrance deck. He got about half way done (which revealed that the framing needed to be replaced too) and ran out of steam. He insisted that he can do the job, but it is obvious that he can't. So I called a contractor in the next city on Friday.
I hadn't received a call back by Monday afternoon, so on Tueday, DH was at it again. What remains of my deck is now hazardous.
I called the next city contractor again and he came out Tuesday afternoon. I'm still awaiting his bid.
Meanwhile, I'm really afraid I'm going to take a nasty fall out there. (I ain't no spring chicken anymore, myself.)
I commend you for recognizing that no matter how sharp the brain, how youthful the attitude, the body does slow down and get more fragile with age. The young whippersnappers can do the work. You can put your feet up and know the job was done as well as you would have done... And no aches and pains for it. 
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