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Carol Perkins: A Louisville Adventure with Mom
Previous column: I blame the bed
By Carol Perkins
My mother had spent the week with her sister in Louisville, and I was going to go there, take her to her doctor on Gray Street downtown Louisville, and then we were coming home. After my radio show on Tuesday, I left with plenty of time ahead of the three o'clock appointment, but I didn't allow for having to turn around near Munfordville and go back home because I had forgotten something. Off I go again, but this time with more urgency.
Fighting the traffic on I-65 in Louisville, I merged lanes like a professional trying to get 264 West and then I had to merge again to my exit. By then, I had thirty minutes to get her in the car and downtown. She was waiting on the porch, so off we went with a hearty goodbye wave to my aunt.
Once in the parking garage at Norton's, I took the first spot, which required parallel parking of which I consider myself a pro, but the back-up sensors annoyingly told me I was too close, so my mother got out to assist, which could have been a mistake since cars were whipping around that structure.
She motioned to move back, but with tinted windows, I couldn't see her, so I said, "You're going to have to yell!" Together, we managed to get the car between the two others, only for a woman to come out of the elevator area and drive the one in front of me away. It was too late to park a little straighter because we were almost late.
Not paying attention to the floor we were on, we got off on the tenth floor and as fast as we could, dashed inside the doctor's office. They were waiting for us. With a good report behind her, we left totally running on empty! Back on the elevator, it occurred to me that I didn't know what floor the car was on, but I knew the spot was right in front of the elevator glassed-in structure, so when the elevator stopped, I leaned out to look. People on the elevator trying to get home started helping. One lady refused to leave us until we found my car.
Finally, on the first floor, I spotted it, turned to tell my mother to get off and the door closed. That closed door between us stopped my heart. Off she had gone on the elevator without a clue what floor I was on. I feared she would panic. Then the emergency phone rang outside the elevator; I knew it had to be for me. Wrong number. In a few minutes, the door opened and there she was. In all, we had the help of five nurses!
I treat my mother as if she is my age, but when that door closed, I feared she would panic. She is more resilient than I give her credit for being. If she had been alone, however, who knows what kind of trouble I would have been in once she found me!
Follow Susan and Carol-Unscripted on 99.1 the Hoss in Edmonton on Tuesdays from 10amCT to 11amCT and replay on Sundays from 4pmCT to 5pmCT. Listen to Carol's podcast at spreaker.com/user/carolandcompany for entertaining stories and a replay of Susan and Carol-Unscripted.
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