The Seasons of Alzheimer's
Remembering Mom
Nonfiction, Family & Relationships, Adolescence, Biography & Memoir
| Author: | Katy Ellefson | ISBN: | 9781512778946 |
| Publisher: | WestBow Press | Publication: | March 22, 2017 |
| Imprint: | WestBow Press | Language: | English |
| Author: | Katy Ellefson |
| ISBN: | 9781512778946 |
| Publisher: | WestBow Press |
| Publication: | March 22, 2017 |
| Imprint: | WestBow Press |
| Language: | English |
In the afternoon, we went to the Salvation Army warehouse to help wrap gifts for children in need. Mom and I enjoyed our afternoon. I put Moms hand in place to hold the paper, and I would hurry to get the tape on before she lost grip.
Mom repeatedly asked, Who are the presents for?
I repeatedly said, They are for children and families in need.
Mom was happy all over again.
On the way home, I decided to stop at the health food store. I only needed a couple of items, and there was a parking space close to the store. Mom said she was too tired to go in and wanted to wait in the car. I agreed, and it would be quicker for me to go in alone. She was buckled in her seatbelt and hadnt yet remembered how to unbuckle it. I was confident Mom would be fine. I locked her in the car and told her I would be back in five minutes.
I grabbed the items I needed, peeked out the window, saw Mom in the car, and proceeded to the checkout. There was one customer ahead of me. Checkout went fast, and I rushed out to the car. Mom was gone! I panicked like never before. I wanted to scream. My mind raced. What should I do? Should I call the police? I cried, Where did Mom go?
In the afternoon, we went to the Salvation Army warehouse to help wrap gifts for children in need. Mom and I enjoyed our afternoon. I put Moms hand in place to hold the paper, and I would hurry to get the tape on before she lost grip.
Mom repeatedly asked, Who are the presents for?
I repeatedly said, They are for children and families in need.
Mom was happy all over again.
On the way home, I decided to stop at the health food store. I only needed a couple of items, and there was a parking space close to the store. Mom said she was too tired to go in and wanted to wait in the car. I agreed, and it would be quicker for me to go in alone. She was buckled in her seatbelt and hadnt yet remembered how to unbuckle it. I was confident Mom would be fine. I locked her in the car and told her I would be back in five minutes.
I grabbed the items I needed, peeked out the window, saw Mom in the car, and proceeded to the checkout. There was one customer ahead of me. Checkout went fast, and I rushed out to the car. Mom was gone! I panicked like never before. I wanted to scream. My mind raced. What should I do? Should I call the police? I cried, Where did Mom go?
