Saturday, 5 September 2015

dementially-speaking #3 - tummy-wobbles, 5th September 2015

I mustn't laugh... but..... sometimes you can't help it.... like someone tripping over elicits a fit of the tummy-wobbles....... I was visiting a care home for the elderly specialising in dementia yesterday and whilst sat outside on the terrace I noticed the time fast approaching 12.30pm..... or more importantly for this place, lunch time.......... only to see one resident appear in the long glass conservatory corridor leading to the dining room sporting a fetching walking frame, commonly known as a 'zimmer', moving at quite considerable speed.... clearly well-skilled in their chosen mode of 'transport'........ and then...... another appeared trotting off down the glass corridor... and then another.... and another.... coming closer one after another until they came in two's... then three's..... all with walking frames until it became a veritable rush hour!....... and as the corridor is only wide enough for single file they started backing up behind the slowest..... and the rule of any traffic situation seems to be the slowest is always, always, frustratingly in the front.......... near-disaster happened when one stopped.... suddenly.... peering through the glass noticing me sat there......... clearly keenly-eyed observer!......... as prey do on spotting something out of place or amiss in their environment....... after a few seconds, and a decided traffic jam of residents with walking frames, he decided I offered no 'threat'... or in fact lunch!...... and continued clompily on breaking the bottleneck of bemused and hungry souls slightly puzzled and no doubt hopeful they hadn't missed starters!...... and onward they (ever-so slowly) marched.......... for one maudlin moment I saw myself looking back thinking, that could be any of us one day.... could be my future I'm seeing........ nevertheless, I had to giggle........

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