Some of you know that my Grandfather (Who has been more of a father to me than my actual dad) is suffering from Altzhiemer's disease. He has good says and bad. Sadly, the good days are getting fewer each week. Lately, he has taken to cursing past friends/aquaintances saying they stole his horses, his cattle, his land, etc... Anything that was sold long ago. Well, the horses were sold only a year ago and he forgot about it that same day and has been on a tear about it ever since.
He talks of buildings on the property that aren't there. Accuses Grandma of terrible things... He doesn't recognise people most of the time or if he does, he sees them as if they were children. Last year at my birthday party, when I went to leave his house he stood up shook my hand and said "Thanks for visiting, buddy. You should come by again soon." He didn't know who I was or why I was there. I couldn't (and still can't) handle seeing him that way.
Today has to be the worst... He climbed into his truck (which he had completely repaired behind the family's back) drove to the barn to check on the "horses". Grandma had no idea that he took thr truck. Well I watched him at the barn from my place, saw him fiddle with the chain lock (which he can't even properly work anymore) for awhile, then climb back into his truck. He turned the wrong way and headed towards my house instead of his, which isn't unusual for him to come here after being at the barn.
Well he drove right past here and kept going. I was in panaic mode at that point. I called grandma and told her what was going on, but there wasn't anything we could do. He was headed for the highway and then god knows where else. I ran back outside and thankfully caught a glimpse of his truck in the distance coming back this way. I watched as he drove past here and if it hadn't been for grandma flagging him down he was going to keep going past their house.
He didn't know that was where he lived and he just wanted to go back "home". Mom and I both keep pleading with grandma and my uncles to take his keys away, but the keep refusing. Hopefully after today, they will get a clue and take his keys. I am completely terrified that he will either get into an accident or become one of the elderly people I've heard about on the news. The ones that get into their vehicle, drive off and are either never heard from again or found dead somewhere. I just can't handle it anymore.
