Sep 20, 2015 - 11:08 AM
On the last day that I ever rode with my dad, who also had Parkinson's, he frightened me REALLY badly. He made a left turn in front of oncoming traffic.( It was scary enough that I screamed, and it looked very much like the woman driving the car closest to us screamed also ;-/.. ) In the first split-second I thought it would be a head-on crash, with him and the other driver receiving most of the impact; and in the next split second, I was pretty sure that I would receive the major impact as she would be T-boning us on my side. I don't know what my blood-pressure was immediately after that. I never rode with him again; but a few weeks later, while at his house, he invited me and some other relatives to go eat, and he proceeded to go to the driver's side. I called him away from the car to tell him privately that I could not ride with them if he was driving. He was so, SO HURT. I explained that I was on blood pressure medicine, and that I couldn't start taking a higher dose. I sweetly said that the last time I rode with him, he had scared me really badly, and that even though I had been on blood pressure meds, my blood pressure had gone up really high. I reiterated that I couldn't start taking a higher dose. He was hurrt, insulted, and a bit mad; you could even say that maybe he pouted a bit through dinner...I hated knowing that it had hurt his feelings; but I think it laid a good ground-work for when my sister, with whom he was living, took away his keys not long after that. I don't know if this helps, but it's just an uncomfortable and unpleasant thing I, and my sister, had to do - to protect him, ourselves, and other people on the road. ps - It may help to point out other friends or relatives who no longer drive (especially if any of them gave up driving on their own, without being forced to do so).
Source: life experience