Monday, November 9, 2009

Guess where I took Dad today everyone????? (O.K. sorry--gotta work on that sense of humor thing.)

On the way there, (you know where) I inquired about Assisted Living. Dad said, I've changed my mind about that. I was watching on TV where they said Assisted Living is up to $2500 per month. I can't afford that. I told Dad that Kathy and I were going to look at his particular budget, his needs, his situtation and recommend an option that meets his criteria; NOT general stats from the television.

He said o.k.

We got talking about us taking him around and he said, why don't I just buy a car and alleviate some of those concerns. I said, well Dad, there is some concern with you getting lost. He said "I NEVER GET LOST." I said, in a subdued, calm voice, "Dad, do you remember where I live" (we were driving westbound on Parrish Lane--Centerville at the time). He said, YES. Just take Redwood Road over there (pointing west) right on down to your house.

"I've driven it many times."

O.K. Dad. I'm not trying to be a smart a**, but let's just do an experiment. Why don't you tell me how to drive to my house from here. Give me specific instructions and I will drive according to your directions. Take me to my house.

To make a long story short, we took Legacy Highway (no Redwood Rd there; but, so far so good) southbound towards the I-215 interchange all the way to 3500 South before Dad said, uh, turn around we've gone too far. He told me to head east off 3500 South back to Redwood Road. Then we turned north on Redwood Road at 3500 South and passed 2100 South. He said, o.k., we're getting close. He kept looking for Independence (~1480 North) between California Ave (~1300 South) and Indiana Ave (~900 South)

After turning around about 4 times because we kept missing Independence somewhere hidden between 900 South and 1300 South.....well, you get the picture.

I informed Dad that he was about 10 miles off where he has driven to my house dozens of times. I don't know if I got my point across; but there was no contention about it.

We then went to the cemetery (once I got back on I-215 heading northbound, Dad was able to navigate me there), we went and paid our respects to Gary and Mom.

I then took Dad home.