You can't remember anything short term.
You don't know your wife's/husband's name.
You don't know your children's names.
You have no idea where you live.
You have no concept of time.
You can't recognize anything around you.
You have your pajama's on.
For whatever reason, you're sitting in your car in the middle of a four lane highway. Stressful? Can you imagine.
Now couple that with the policeman just pulled in behind you and turned on his lights.
He's been on the force about a year.
In his mind, you obviously have been drinking, and you are very uncooperative.
He calls for back-up. A second cruiser shows up, now there are two police cars there both with their overhead lights on.
Traffic is backed up. Now the cops are getting uneasy. They call for a squad to have you checked out for a medical issue.
It's paged out as an "unknown" medical problem by the police dispatcher, so protocol says EMS rolls two trucks.
Now you have two cruisers, two ambulances, two cops and four paramedics on scene.
The first paramedic asks law enforcement what they have, he is told the driver is intoxicated. The mere fact he mentions this, sticks in the back of the paramedics mind.
He sees a gentleman in his late 50's, early 60's, distraught, confused, and sweating profusely. The patient is obviously either drunk, or diabetic.
The paramedic smells no alcohol, nor does he see any signs of it in the vehicle. He determines you have low blood sugar. That would account for the confusion, and loss of memory.
EMS takes you out of your vehicle, puts you on a cot, covers you with sheets, and straps you to the cot securely with them across your chest, waist, and shins.
You are placed in the back of the ambulance, there paramedics are all doing something to you, all at the same time. They repeat the questions you have already heard.
What is your name? How old are you? Where were you going? Are you allergic to anything?
They roll your sleeve up, stick a needle in your arm and start an IV. They put oxygen mask on your face. The one medic then leaves the back of the squad, and heads to the drivers seat.
He calls the hospital, tells them they are in route to their facility with a diabetic, unresponsive male in his late 50's, early 60's.
As the siren wales, you are whisked off to the hospital....
You arrive at the hospital, and now a team of four doctor's and nurses surround the bed EMS put you in, and quickly go to work, blood work, heart monitor placed on you, another IV started, and you are told "Relax, we are here to help you".
You are eighty miles from home, and you are a dementia patient...
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