My mom was recently diagnosed with early stages alz. She lives alone for right now, we are working on getting alternate transportation when we can not take her somewhere. We don't want her.to drive anymore but of course she insists shes ok. Telling her it's not safe anymore and that she could hurt herself or someone else doesn't phase her. My brothers been "borrowing " her car so she doesn't have it, but she starting to get angry about it. I know there's a senior driving course she can take, but… read more
On one of our. visits with the PCP as my husband’s situation was progressing, upon evaluating him the doctor asked if he was still driving. He told Gerry that he should no longer drive, explained why, and directed me to take his keys. He advised me that any time the subject came up in a negative way, I should always blame the doctor and say I was doing as his doctor ordered. Of course he complained for a while, but his displeasure wasn’t directed at me. We never had to involve the DMV.
I guess I am the luck one
When we found out that Richard was not going directly to work and driving almost fifty miles out of town we new we had a problem he would run out of gas but still had the cents to pick up the phone and call is boss for him to come and get him
So when I took him to the doctors and found out that Richard had early on set Alz I was not a happy camper and I new that our life was just about to change.
My point is the doctor had ask Richard one question
And that question was
Richard what are you afraid of a he reply
I am afraid I will not be able to get home
At that point I new and Richard new that it was time for him not to drive any more
So maybe when you take you mom to the doctors have the doctor tell her
That way she will understand that it came from the doctor
So then I took Richard down to the DV and got him a ID card
Please be safe
Now that it is 2020 we must restart our self and just breath
Please stay in touch and let me know how things go.
Once I saw how my husband kept getting lost and hitting curbs a little too often, I took over the driving and have to hide the car keys.
My mom’s car was leased so we told her the lease was up. We, also, told her she had to take a drivers test to renew her license and she wouldn’t do it. She was mad but we stayed strong. My husband gave up his keys easily with the promise he’d be Chauffeured wherever he wanted to go. It surprised me that it was so easy because nothing else has been.