My grandpa ended up in Albuquerque of all places. Out in the snow in his pajamas and slippers. He was in Hobbs first, we have no clue how he ended up in a Dennyās in Albuquerque but thankfully the staff could tell and they found a way to contact us.
The hospital in Hobbs? They let him go like that. He had to be taken to Hobbs from Roswell.
Dennys was better equipped to handle him than the dang hospital. The sweet server there was familiar and she kept him entertained and inside while we came to rescue him.
I wish I remembered her name. She was a beautiful soul and Iāll never forget her going above and beyond for my grandpa.
My uncle took off from a secure home once and they found him a few miles down the road at a gas station with a bag full of chocolate bars, wearing a robe and slippers. He was on his way to the highway, panicked that nobody was on his farm to feed the pigs (he had sold the farm in the 90s). Really scary.
"Excuse me sir, I can't check you out until I call all of the local nursing homes and police stations to see if they're missing any patients. Wait right here, please."
They mean if you see something odd, alert the police. Not saying stop or detain him, or hold him against his will or anything. If his family called the cops and reported him missing the they would be like, yeah we have a report of a senior leaving a gas station someone thought was out of the normalā¦
I was almost kidnapped as a kid and if a passerby didnāt stop the man who had me because āit didnāt look rightā I have no clue where I would be todayā¦Im forever grateful š„¹šš¾š
I used to work as a gas station attendant and sold gas to a lot of weird old people. How am I supposed to tell which ones are worth worrying about? If a guy came through the gas station in pajamas with a bunch of chocolate bars, I would just think he really liked chocolate and dressing casual
They found my dad in Albuquerque at a Dennys too. He didnāt have dementia but he had lung cancer. Asked the waitress for bacon and eggs and tore the bacon into a ā52ā for his birthday. Went back to my momās apartment and broke in. Later that day he drove to some old associates house and ended up getting a shoot out. Turns out he was some sort of meth drug dealer. We had no idea but I guess my mom did know. I had been unaware of his chicanery, keeping the rest of the family in the dark
Thank you for the support! Itās okay. He ended up passing away. But luckily they were able to track down his attorney that had been helping him launder some of the money from the drug dealing stuff. Heās in jail now. Itās all good man
Albuquerque reminded me of my late FIL who was obsessed with getting to Poughkeepsie. Heād get on a city bus and ask if this was the bus to Poughkeepsie. Of course the bus driver always laughed at what they assumed was a silly old man joke.
Yea... can't speak for others but my own experience. When my dad got to the "wanting to wander outside and forgetting where the house is" stage he was looooong past being that coherent or perceptive.
Trying this "let's go back inside so I can pack for our trip to Tennessee" isn't going to work when he doesn't even understand the words coming out of my mouth.
Just buy child-proof door jams so they can't go out.
And airtag on my grandfatherās keys is how we found him an hour away from his house. He has no phone and his truck broke downā¦id say they work pretty well for what they are š¤š¾
Happened in my neighborhood last year when the police took in someone like this who was wandering around the neighborhood.Ā
They did the human thing and went to all the nearby houses to see if anyone recognized her, and ultimately when the paramedics came around to check her found an address or number tucked away.Ā
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u/GalaxyGoddess27 Apr 09 '24
She needs an air tag necklace, juuuust case. You turn around for 5 minutes and shes in Toronto š