We were at a hotel in the heart of Austin, Texas. My son and I were getting our bags together and my husband walked out of our room just seconds ahead of us. I thought he would be waiting outside our room or on the same floor at the elevators, but he wasn't. This is when it all got scary! Our son and I quickly exited our room, walked to the elevator and no husband in sight. We went to the first floor lobby and still no sight of my husband. We asked the reception desk if they had seen him and they had not seen him. I walked out the hotel front doors and asked the bell boy if he had seen a man with a fishing shirt and khaki shorts, but no one saw him. He had no cell phone or wallet because I started to carry this for him because he has started to misplace stuff. When I realized I had no way of communicating with him and he had no identification, I became a little hysterical. I looked down the busy streets, but no sign of him anywhere around. I felt like my heart had stopped beating! Awful feeling--it felt like I lost a child! The hotel staff and our son started to search every floor, every restroom, stairwells, etc. of the hotel. I waited in the lobby just in case he walked in or by, but nothing! I then heard an ambulance go by the front of the hotel and followed it down the street, but then it disappeared. I thought, no way could my husband have walked that far (with his leg pain) from the hotel so I returned to the lobby. I was freaking out by that time because he was gone and was no where in sight and so many thoughts ran through my head about being a bad wife because I let him get our of my sight! It was horrible! Our son and the hotel staff all met back in the lobby after looking on every floor, hidden spaces, restrooms, etc. and said we didn't find him. They said we should call the police and I said agreed. Seconds later my phone rings and it was City of Austin police department. They asked if I was Nikkie and if I was looking for my husband. They found him two blocks away from the hotel, disoriented. Two guys thought he looked lost and confused so they called the police (that ambulance going by was for him). They explained where he was and my son and I ran the two blocks and found him safe and surrounded by 3 policemen and 2 emergency team people checking his vitals and cooling him down. It was in the 90's that day! My husband looked so relieved to see us and said it really scared him. He said he had no idea how to get back. He said a black Suburban like ours went by and he followed it down the street. When the Suburban disappeared, he found himself LOST. He thought we were in the Suburban but it wasn't ours. I am so glad he remembered my name and telephone number! This experience changes the level of care I need for him. I know that it was a unfamiliar place and that is probably what confused him. I need to buy him an ID bracelet that he wears at all times. It was a very scary experience for all of us.
I share this incident with all of you because I want to know if you all have seen PSP and Dementia-like incidents occur? Since my husband is still independent, I am going to have to crank up the care before something crazy happens.
Thanks for letting me share my experience with all of you.