Our new runaway

Hey! So back we are from Canada. We had fun hiking with all the Low's in Waterton National Park, which is the Canadian side of Glacier National Park. There were deer walking around the whole town we stayed in, they were not afraid of humans at all! One even licked Rich's hand (scandalous!)


Anyway, after a long drive and a trip to BYU-Idaho to see how it's doing, we are home. A couple nights ago, one of the ladies who's new (the one who would stare at her wall), was having a rough time. She is known to take all her clothes out of the closet and put them on her bed, and then we usually just hang them all back up. But this day, she was taking all her clothes outside. "Hey Jean, where are you going? Let's help you put these back inside." We put them all away, but when we were done, I couldn't find her! So I look down the road and I see her about a block away, struggling to walk through some sprinklers. "Jean! Where are you going? Did you want to play in the sprinklers?" It was kind of a cute site, she was wearing this adorable blue house-dress that looked hawain along with purple slippers. She was very timid, and wouldn't really respond. Once I tried to put my arm around her to help lead her back home, but she swung her arm around and tried to slug me! But I ducked just in time. She ended up tripping over a little cement wall and got herself back up on the grass.

"You keep pushin' and pushin' me!" She said. She continued to walk briskly away, down and away on the street. Meanwhile, richard finally made it outside and decided to just follow her to make sure she's safe. I ran inside and called her family to ask for some help. Anyway, about an hour and a mile later, she made it home safe. It was quite dramatic for her to snap this way. Amid her Alzheimer's she made it all the way to her own home! She remembered where it was. That was quite impressive. Anyway, the next day during another person's shift, she did the exact same thing. Jean can't be reasoned with, due to her disease. So it turns out that she cannot stay at our facility due to her running-away. Her family has agreed to put her to bed in the evenings, since she tends to get funny at that time of day. I feel so bad for Jean, she can't help what's going on in her head. Nothing will make her happy, and depression medicine just makes her act very, very strange. So it is with Alzheimers, you can just never predict what will happen!

And that's our latest adventure!