Mr R, one of my
first driving companions back in 2013, was told he couldn’t drive anymore, not because he
couldn’t drive physically, but because he was forgetting where places were and
could possibly get lost. So, I was asked
to take him to an appointment.
I
mentioned how cold it was, to which he responded “yes, many are cold, but few
are frozen” – a great play on that wonderful piece of scripture. As we were driving out of the driveway, he
commented in his usual quick witty way that his family felt he was getting
'feeble' but he felt he was more in a CRAFT state – that is he “Couldn’t remember
a f’n thing”. We both laughed. Whenever he gets out of the van he always
says that he “can get to the curb from here”.
[I have learned through the study of dementia that many intelligent people diagnosed with the symptoms cover it up very well with clichés or repeated jokes – a normal response to a forgetful disease.. there are many expressions repeated over and over by Mr R, but always enjoyed by this chauffeur]
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