We’re heading for hot weather again in some parts of Australia, which reminds me of a comment made by a friend at the end of the very recent heat wave. We had planned to visit an elderly friend, but she rang at the end of the week to apologise she’d not been in touch as it was too hot.
The final comment she made was to repeat what one of her friends had said about not being able to go out (simply because of the heat); it was like ‘Living in exile’.
A little later, I started to think about this comment and eventually started feeling a little cranky. Not being able to go out because of the heat, how ridiculous! I realised this is my life all the time, due to the fact I can no longer drive due to the symptoms of dementia. It is like ‘Living in exile’, and initially felt like having my legs amputated. I have written about the impact of losing my licence here and also presented a paper about it in Taipei last year.
Luckily for me, I don’t often have PLOM disease, and almost always do see the glass half full. If this was not the case, my reactions to losing my driving license and being forced to live in exile might have been much more of a burden on my family. So living in exile it sometimes might feel, but really now, I only had my driver’s license revoked… Build a bridge and toughen up Princess!