This blog is a continuation of my blog talk radio show titled the Lynne Mack show that I hosted in 2011-2012. Wow. I can’t believe it was that long ago. The picture that you see here on my new blog is me and my beautiful Mother Anita Mack.
Mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s sometime in 2011, although I knew it was coming. i saw it coming. First there was the day when Mother came home from going to pick up Diona’s (my sister) medicine. She came home, knocking on the door frantically. “Lynne, Lynne” she called outside of the door, I remember opening the door up. It was dark outside. I was always getting on Mother about going out at night, but she always traveled at night. Some days she would go out in the morning and not return until around 8pm. I would be furious with her.”Where have you been I would chastise her.” As if the tables had been turned and I was the mother and she the daughter. For the most part she would ignore the implication and answer the question.
Soon mother began forgetting things when I talked to her and I knew something was going on, I prayed it wasn’t Alzheimer’s. Her mother had dementia so it was a good chance that she could inherit the disease.
On this particular night, mother was standing at the door crying. I immediately became angered at the sight of my mother in distress, I knew right away that something bad had happened. Sure enough, mother went to the local pharmacy and forgot what she was there for and panicked. She said that when she got in the store she forgot how to get out of the store and she kept walking around in a circle. She said that the staff behind the pharmacy began to laugh at her. As soon as she said that I didn’t want to hear another word. I immediately told mother to stay in the house and I was going down to the pharmacy to see exactly what happened. When I got down to the pharmacy I was livid. The staff were behind the counter’s and when I asked them about an elderly woman coming in to the store they knew exactly who I was talking about.
The staff behind the counter, began to smirk at me as she told the story of my mother coming up to the counter and not remembering who or what she was there for and then she described her walking around the store in a circle of confusion. The thing that disturbed me about the staffs story was that she was smirking the entire time. I allowed her to tell me the story form her perspective of this weird woman coming into their facility. When she was finished I said, “that was my mother. Do you have a mother?” And from there on out it was pretty much down hill, because I had to let the staff know that if you see someone in a state of confusion like that it is no laughing matter. I reminded them all that people have family, no matter how they may appear on the outside, it is not nice to make fun of them.
I proceeded to get my sister’s medicine because Mother never got it. Ever since then I have personally boycotted this extremely popular pharmacy that I won’t name but begins with the letter R.
This is what sticks to my memory of my Mother’s diagnosis of Alzheimer’s that horrible night,when she was walking around in a place of business that should help people. But on this life changing day for me it was filled with images of individuals laughing and having a blatant disregard for human life. This has got to change. That is why I have started a campaign called #workwithpapernotpeople because if you work in the public sector for people who have any kind of ailment, a disability, or they are elderly then you must work with compassion. If you do not have that then please work with paper not people.