Before I talk about my trip I want you to know Alzheimer's Trippin' with George e-book is on sale through April 1st at $2.99.
It is Monday morning. I am pedaling the e-assist Scorpion recumbent tricycle that my friend Bob has loaned me. I am riding toward my brother's home south of Phoenix. Google bike map has directed me down a bike trail along one of the many canals in the area.
I am glad to be on this bike path, though. I am grateful for the loan of the great trike. I am especially glad to not be driving in the traffic that I see on the streets that I cross.
"Why is it so hard?" I wonder. And I wonder if I just need an attitude adjustment or if the struggle is real.
I look at the e-assist monitor and discover that the power is already at 48.9. I have only gone about six miles! Later I realize that I must not have had it fully powered when I started the ride.
I plug it in and hope it powers up ok so I can make it to my lodging tonight. I have arranged to stay at an Affordable Travel Club member's home. The problem is it is 26 miles from Larry's home and I have booth the threat of rain and that hard ride I just experienced to worry me. Bob had taken me for a drive the night before. He took me over to the neighborhood where my host lives and I learned that the last few miles are all uphill. I am worried about the ride later that day, if I buzz through the power I will be miserable and painfully slow climbing the last bit of the ride up a mountainside. Two miles and hour takes an hour to go just 2 miles.
As we sit we sometimes check our phones and we learn that the NBA has canceled its games due to the COVID-19 virus. This blows me away. This must be serious for a big company to give up major money making opportunites.
Later, I express my concerns about riding in the rain with my friends battery and electronics exposed. Larry offers for me to stay on the couch or on a cot on the patio. I like the idea of being outside on the patio. But then it starts to sprinkle. He has a tent-cot but it isn't like the one I have, it is hard to assemble. So I move the cot into the garage. Yes! I have shelter, I am comfortable and protected, at least for one night!
I remember when I was hunting for a place to stay, there wasn't much around here close by. I guess I am staying here three nights. I worry that my added presence will be an added strain on my brother and sister-in-law. I vow to myself to be as helpful and self-sufficient as possible during my stay with them.
Then I will move on to an Airbnb. It is only five miles away so I will still be able to come back and visit.
The Party and the Ride
The party was in a room at the club house. Several of us went over early to set up. The thing is, we never thought about decorating until someone mentioned it at the party, sorry Peggy! The picture below is Peggy not looking at all like 80 and her granddaughter, Tasha.
It was a full room and it was fun taking pictures with my nephews and their spouses.
I ate too much at the party and then we went home and I ate some more. Larry bought pizza and I ate a bunch of that.
The Alzheimer's Presentation
A couple players from my brother's Bridge Club had asked him to have me speak to them while I was visiting. So they set up Wednesday at 1:00. They never got in touch with me so I had no clue how many participants or how long they wanted me to speak or even the focus of the talk other than it was "about the books." Which Larry had shared with them.
I told them that the short-term memory is gone. So just say, "Ok, of course you don't have to." A while later, try again. Let them win, be respectful and empathetic. Let them be comfortable. It is scary for someone with dementia to not recognize things and people. So much to tell, but I cut it short and answered questions.
Thank you, Bridge Club for the warm welcome and to Peggy's family for being supportive.
We didn't make it to the museum. Instead we met my nephews at a restaurant. There were 12 of us there... this is before the COVID-19 warnings were sinking in and being accepted. The restaurant was packed.