2004, Jerry was in the Halliburton yard working and the ladies called to ask if he was ok. It seems he was walking slower than the other guy. They had just been teasing him that the speed limit was 15 in the yard. A week later he's walking slow.
About the same time I realized he needed help navigating around big cities. So I became navigator. Sometimes I told him wrong but we always made it to where we were going.
He got picky about his food. All of a sudden he didn't want bacon, he still only eats like one strip.
He became more of a homebody. Didn't want to go to the movies or just a Sunday afternoon ride.
Where theses happenings signs for me to keep in my heart? Signs that it really might be Alzheimer's.
I don't know.