I am in Santa Barbara, Ca. I arrived last Sunday and will stay another week.
I have called Peggy every morning, as usual. It is getting harder to talk with her but she still tries.
I told her again this morning that I was in Santa Barbara and it surprises her every day.
Her world is getting smaller and smaller. It will be sad when my other sister comes tomorrow night for Sister's Week and Peggy will not be with her. Barbara wasn't able to come this sister trip either so B. J. and I will pal around.
We decided to make paper plate faces of Barbara and Peggy and have our picture made with them. Then, all four of us will be in Santa Barbara. Silly but fun.
I had a small taste of what it might be like to have Alzheimer's.
I was driving home from the grocery store and got lost. I didn't take my cell phone because it was charging and I was comfortable that I knew the way to the store and back home.
I drove around for almost an hour trying to find a familiar landmark that would point me in the right direction. I was in unfamiliar territory, driving an unfamiliar car and feeling so lost. One of my wrong turns landed me on the 101 going south with every car and truck ..in the world... whizzing past me at 85 and 95 miles an hour. I was gripping the stearing wheel so hard that my knuckles were white!
I finally saw a street name that I knew and got off the 101 (vowing never to return during rush hour). I found my way home and when I pulled into the garage, I pucked my lips and went ....Whew!!
I have to wonder if this was what Peggy felt when she could still drive and got lost.
Not being able to find....Home...is a lonely feeling and Peggy cannot find home any more.
She is lost in the freeway of her mind, driving and gripping the stearing wheel, looking for any familiar landmark that will lead her home.
She will continue to drive in the rush hour traffic of her mind for the rest of her life, looking for a familiar street name. Looking for any sign of...HOME!
I Love You Today, Peggy!