This morning I planned to stay in and respond to all of the phone messages that came in yesterday. They were responses to inquiries I left as messages with various 'Senior' organizations on Friday.
But first I gathered all of my Thanksgiving recipes and emailed a list of needed items for THGGM to pick up on his way home from work.
Things didn't go quite as I'd planned.
At 9:57 I got a call from my mom and dad's neighbor. She had just seen my mom walked through the parking lot of their condo and out the drive-way. Like most of their neighbors, she wasn't able to take off after my mom. She did tell me that my dad's car was not there.
Oh. Dear.
I called 911.
I also realized that I really should have a car, as I am a full mile away from their house now, and without a cell-phone, if I left my house I would loose contact with those looking for her.
Soon a police officer was at my door. I showed him a picture of my mom and give a better description of her. While we were talking he got a call that she had been found.
She hadn't gone far before she fell.
I got to ride in the back of a police car. Something I have never done before, and hopefully will never do again.
Mom has a badly skinned knee, but everything else seemed to be in good working order. Although I bet she will be very sore tomorrow. My dad took her out for lunch at Old Country Buffet.
All of the calls I returned in the afternoon were dead-ends. I have one more angle to check out, but need to confer with other family members before we take that step.
I wanted to throttle my dad, but I have to remember that he is an old man. He just doesn't 'get' that when my mom seems clear, it can switch in a moment and she is in another world where she can no longer remember that she told him she was going to take a nap.
May God bless all the angels, both seen and unseen, who protected my mom today.
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oh Judy... how scary!!!! I'm so glad it wasn't more serious than it was.
Thank goodness she came thru it with nothing worse than a skinned knee! But poor you...that must've aged you 10 years! Here's a (((((HUG))))) for you, dear friend. At least knowing she's safe for the moment is one Thanksgiving blessing to count, that's for sure. I will definitely be praying you'll get help soon with the situation.
I'm with you in spirit as you make your next important decision. Hang in there - you are a good daughter.
Those moments of "clarity" can fool the best of us. I also used those moments to think...maybe mom's dementia isn't really that bad. We all find out through tears and worry, it really is that bad. Today I am moving into Mom's house and Hospice begins, but the Lord has been with us every step and will be till the end.
My prayers are with you and your family.
Hi Judy, I'm praying for you. It's so hard at this point of watching our parents age.
My mother died in 2001. She had Parkinson's with Alzheimer's type symptoms. She walked at night a lot, and slept a lot during the day.
My Dad, the main caretaker of Mom for awhile, until we were informed he too had Parkinsons, seemed to be a bit like your Dad. I think that's pretty common.
I'm thanking God that you are His and I'll be praying for all of you.
XoXOOo
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