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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Driving and the Elderly</title><link>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/11.aspx</link><description>Discussions about determining when a loved one is no longer safe to be driving, and tactics around taking the keys away.</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2007.1 SP2 (Debug Build: 0.0)</generator><item><title>Re: Too Old to Drive - The Decision</title><link>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/thread/17549.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2011 19:34:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">e93e0954-abdc-4efb-9129-54a471332da2:17549</guid><dc:creator>ledbootz</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/thread/17549.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=11&amp;PostID=17549</wfw:commentRss><description>In my situation the decision has been made for us.  My dad is 84 and recently failed his eye test to renew his driver&amp;#39;s license.  

I need help thinking through issues related to the next phase which is how will he manage without driving. 

He lives in an apartment building that is reasonably close (.4 miles walking) to shopping and restaurants.  However, his church, which he goes to everyday, is 6.6 miles by car.  To say he has never been fond of public transportation is putting it mildly.

But that is not all.  In addition to the loss of his driver&amp;#39;s license, he will also need to find a new place to live as the owners of the apartment he is renting are not renewing his lease.</description></item><item><title>Re: Too Old to Drive - The Decision</title><link>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/thread/844.aspx</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 01:43:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">e93e0954-abdc-4efb-9129-54a471332da2:844</guid><dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/thread/844.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=11&amp;PostID=844</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;p&gt;Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Too Old to Drive - The Decision</title><link>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/thread/809.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 14:09:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">e93e0954-abdc-4efb-9129-54a471332da2:809</guid><dc:creator>Ray Gillo</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/thread/809.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://elder-care-community.aplaceformom.com/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=11&amp;PostID=809</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:150%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the worst decisions we ever have to make for someone else -- hang up their car keys. From age related memory issues, Alzheimers or dementia. How can you be gentle?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:150%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:150%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I came across&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;article the other day, by a man who had to tell his dad it was time to give up the car. Our car keys, indeed our entire key ring, becomes very symbolic over a life time. It&amp;#39;s a symbol of adulthood, independence, skill and ownership. Giving up the privilege of driving when you haven&amp;#39;t done anything wrong makes a heavy day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The older man in the article presented perhaps the saddest case. There are some ways to accomplish this task with a little less anxiety. When we had to make the decision to talk to my father about driving, he was 82. We enlisted the aid of his longtime physician.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We explained to the doctor that Dad&amp;#39;s driving skills were deteriorating. He had had a minor fender bender; had tried to sell his brand new car, and often couldn&amp;#39;t remember where he had parked it or where he was going. Now that in itself isn&amp;#39;t traumatic, I forget where I put the car, too, but you get the picture. Dad was in about stage three of Alzheimer&amp;#39;s disease. It seemed every day we came up against another stumbling block, or another reason to feel really down about dad&amp;#39;s condition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His doctor pointed us toward the positive side -- the joy of having dad with us. The joy of having him still recognize all of us. That worked for us. But the car thing was a concern.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We knew Dad always respected authority, especially medical experts. If the doctor told him to take medicine, then by God Dad would take it. If the doctor told him to lose 5 pounds, you can bet that 5 pounds would be gone. Lots of older people are like that. So we decided, as I said, to see what the doctor had to say. He volunteered to be the heavy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He sat Dad down. Chatted. How&amp;#39;s the new great-grand child? How&amp;#39;s life treating you? Normal, homey things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then he said, &amp;quot;Rudy, I hear you&amp;#39;re having some issues with the car?&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, a lady hit me the other day, and then I couldn&amp;#39;t find her,&amp;quot; Dad said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They talked for a bit - about increased dosage of memory meds, the natural progression of aging and the illness. The doctor was professional, non-threatening, warm and nurturing. No tears or arguing. You could feel his sense of concern, but also his calm assertiveness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad listened. He looked like he might object. I wouldn&amp;#39;t have blamed him. But, as I said, he always listened to the doctor. In this case, not driving was the right thing to do because the doctor said so. It took responsibility from us. It ensured that Dad wouldn&amp;#39;t be angry with us for taking away his car, something he could never have understood. He had been our authority figure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My suggestion is, when your spouse, your parents, or someone you care about needs to stop driving, don&amp;#39;t be afraid of the decision. Their life, other people&amp;#39;s lives, and perhaps your own may depend on your courage and wisdom. But you don&amp;#39;t have to be the villain, carrying the responsibility on your shoulders. Ask the doctor or a counselor for help. You might ask a pastor or a good friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:11pt;COLOR:#339966;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:&amp;#39;Maiandra GD&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asking for help when you&amp;#39;re dealing with a loved one&amp;#39;s losing capacity in one way or another isn&amp;#39;t the coward&amp;#39;s way out. It doesn&amp;#39;t mean you&amp;#39;re not strong or brave. You simply recognize your love is more important to that person than your control or authority could ever be. Sometimes you just have to offer your strength in support of tough decisions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE:9pt;COLOR:#373737;LINE-HEIGHT:145%;FONT-FAMILY:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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