The problem with my memory being stuck has taken a toll on my relationship with Jim. When we are in the car, I want to be engaged in conversation all the time. Jim has difficulty trying to keep me centered and concentrating on heavy traffic. Since I have dementia partly due to an auto accident, I freak out in heavy traffic. This man has his hands full with me. I hope God makes Jim a saint, because in my eyes he already is.
My husband’s way to handle this situation is to turn on the radio, letting me dance in my seat. However, he refuses to dip or twirl me.
I am truly frightened that someday I will wake up and be a nameless person looking in the mirror. If that EVER happens my name will become Zsa Zsa. If I start signing my columns that way, just know that St. Jim has a real problem with me!
Lots of love and my prayers for you all!
Soon to be Zsa Zsa, but for now Patti A. Hagadorn, novelist-headlining singer and most importantly an Oscar winner! Gotta have a sense of humor in my world.
Patti A. Hagadorn is a resident of Fort Wayne.