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Short story: Last Journey

Last Journey  The cab driver picked up his passenger in the dead of the night. An elderly woman stood outside the building with a suitcase. He smiled at her as walked her to the car and carried her case into the trunk of the cab. As they settled into drive he asked her where she wanted to go… After giving him the address she asked…Can we drive through downtown to get there? It’ll be longer...he said. The woman smiled….I don’t mind, I’m going to the hospice tonight. The cab driver looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening….I don't have any family left….she continued. The doctor says I don't have very long. He quietly reached over and shut off the meter. They drove for two hours with the woman showing the cab driver various buildings where she grew up, where she worked, where she met her husband. As the sun started rising, they stopped outside the hospice where two orderlies greeted them. Hie cab driver carried her suitcase to her and she was already se...
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Short Story: True love never fades

True love never fades. 

True love never fades. Experience the impact of Alzheimer's on loved ones.

It was a busy morning about 8 : 30 when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry because he had an appointment at 9 : 00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him.

I saw him looking at his watch and decided I would evaluate his wound myself. On exam, it was well healed. I got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him what appointment had him in such a rush. The gentleman told me that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I asked about her health and he explained that she had Alzheimer's Disease.

I then asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied, “She no longer knows who I am. She hasn’t recognized me in five years."

I was surprised and asked, “But you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"

He smiled, patted my hand and said, “She doesn't know me. But I still know her."


Moral

Love your parents forever.

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