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Originally Posted by Murk
I took away all my father's keys the day he came home 8 hours after he said he would be back and couldn't account for where he had been the whole time and had a cracked in headlight. There had been another incident where he got lost and ended up about 4 hours past where he was trying to go before then. He yelled at me and my sisters about it for 4 years. He still brings it up occasionally and it's been 7-8 years now. He was somewhere around 73-75 and not in the greatest health.
My mother is 72 now and drives as well as she ever did. I can't imagine she will have to give up her car for a long time, but when the time does come, she won't complain.
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My dad was always scary to ride with but as his Alzheimers began it took a whole new demension. Finaly the DMV took is licence away and it was a good thing. Once a few years later with advanced alzheimers he found my mom´s keys, slipped out and drove off. At this time he normally could not recognize anyone or anything. We called the police and were rather worried. He ended up coming home an hour later with no idea where he had been or how he found his way back.
My mom gave up driving when she felt her vision had deteriorated too much.
I was sitting on my motorcycle at a red light once and a elderly woman who could barly see ploughed into me from behind. My bike was totaled and I was lucky to only have fairly minor injurys.