Archive for May 16th, 2009

Our stage in this (awful) disease is rather like having a very kind, obedient, “trying to be helpful” child. I mean absolutely no disrespect toward Wayne – the disease has done it’s dirty work. (I guess I’ve told you over and over – I hate you Alzheimer’s)

We shopped using only a basket today – he laughed and teased me about how heavy it was etc. My heart raced, “Is he being totally normal? Is it fixed?”

Get to the cashier and we are second in line. “Stay right here and you may unload the basket.”

I ran about 8 or 10 feet to grab an item – upheaval. He emptied our basket into the stack of baskets on the floor. We did not hold anyone up but the curious looks broke my heart for him.Thank goodness he was oblivious as was so busy trying to figure it out.

Just started emptying that basket and placing everything up for the cashier.

A wonderful young fellow, about 25 years of age, stood behind us with one item. Told him to go ahead of us. He refused kindly and our eyes met. I honestly want to think he was the only kind and compasionate person in the line.

Will I ever learn – - -