@rosemarya- Thank you for bringing this up Rosemary. It brings to mind something that scared the hell out of me when my mom was had Parkinson's many moons ago. After my dad died it was a few years until my sister and I were able to get her to move to her summer house, near us. Both my sister and I noticed a marked decline in her memory and other things that we couldn't quite put our fingers on. Finally, one day I was driving over to visit her from my home, near her. I came to a 4 way stop. She was right across the street, coming from a market, and never looked or stopped, drove through the stop sign on her side of the street. Had I gone through she would have hit my car. My sister and I had a battle with her about not driving and finally, at her next appointment with her neurologist, we brought it up. She listened to him. Her big fear was that she would have to give up her license. She never mentioned this to us. She promised that she wouldn't drive, and she didn't.

Neither Dave nor I like to drive at night so we don't if we don't have to. But it's difficult when we realized that it wasn't the best thing and accept it for what it might mean. Aging is tough!

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