Part 4 (2/2)
”I'm fine. But I'm afraid my mother has a problem.”
”What kind of problem?”
”She may have Alzheimer's.”
”Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.”
”But it could be something else. I hate to ask such a big favor, but could you run some tests on her?”
”Of course. I'd be happy to.”
”Tomorrow?”
”Uh...yeah, sure. I can work her in. How about 2:00 PM?”
”That would be great, Johnny. I can't tell you how much I appreciate this. She'll be coming with her personal aide. Her name is Macy.”
”Okay. But you know that all I can do is rule out other things, right? There's still no definitive test to diagnose Alzheimer's disease. But we get it right about ninety percent of the time. Unfortunately, there is no cure.”
”But there are medicines that can help.”
”Yes. There are things we can do to try to slow down the process. We just can't stop it. What are her symptoms?”
”All I can tell you is that this morning she was trying to figure out how to brush her teeth with a hairbrush. She knew she was doing something wrong, but she didn't know what.”
”Yeah, that's typical for someone with Alzheimer's.”
”That's what I thought.”
”But we'll see. I'll do my best to find out what's going on with her, Elmo.”
”I know you will.”
”And we should get together sometime. Be sure to give me a call the next time you're in Dallas.”
”I will. And thanks again, Johnny.”
Chapter6.
”Mom decided to take me up on my offer,” said Cynthia as she walked into the living room.
”She's moving in with you?” Greg had figured this was coming, but he didn't think it would be this soon. It was Sunday night. Cynthia had just asked her mom the day before.
”Yeah. And she said she'd be ready to move next weekend. I'll go over two or three nights this week and help her pack.”
”I'll go with you.”
”Great. Thanks.”
”She said she would line up a truck. Would you mind driving it?”
”No problem.”
”You're wonderful.” She leaned over and gave him quick kiss.
He wanted it to be longer, but that could wait until later.
”I'll make us some popcorn.” She walked into the kitchen.
”Okay, Baby. I'll get the movie ready.”
Greg's cell phone rang.
”h.e.l.lo?”
”I'm glad you didn't change your phone number.”
Greg wished he had. It was his ex-wife. He had not spoken to her since right after the divorce. And they had been divorced for over five years. Before that, he had been a full-time minister of music. Her cheating and the subsequent divorce had put an end to that job. Fortunately, they never had children.
”Why are you calling me, Susan?”
”Just wanted to see how you were doing. And I had a dream about you the other night. It was crazy. We were in bed together and-”
”-I don't want to hear about it. And I'm busy right now. If you really need to talk, I'll call you tomorrow.”
”You're with your girlfriend, aren't you? That cute redheaded banker?”
”How did you-”
”-I've got friends. They tell me things.”
He didn't know his ex had any friends in town. He had moved from Longview to Coreyville to get away from her and her backstabbing friends. It was hard to believe that many of them had once been hisfriends too.
Cynthia walked into the living room with the giant bowl of popcorn.
”Whatever. Look I've gotta go,” said Greg.
”She's right there, isn't she? Are y'all in bed? Is she on top of you?”
”Goodbye!”
”Your ex?” said Cynthia.
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