I was watching Still Alice the other night, with Julianne Moore as a woman who is diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer's.
And of course, I got to thinking about my mom, who passed away from the regular type of Alzheimer's in 2013, so the movie was ... not easy for me to watch.
In the movie, one of the first outward signs of Julianne Moore's character's disease is when she can't find the bathroom in her house, and ends up wetting her pants. And I remembered how, a few years before my mom was actually diagnosed, I knew that there was something wrong. She was forgetting things, and losing things, and then, one day, she was relating an anecdote to a few of us about how she had gotten lost in Walmart, how she had been doing her regular shopping, and then got turned around somehow, and realized that she didn't know where the front of the store was or how to find the exit.
And everybody laughed, talking about how big the big-box stores were, and how disorienting, and how everybody gets lost in one from time to time.
And I was, well, nonplussed. Because I can't even imagine getting lost inside a store. How could you possibly get so confused that you couldn't find your way to the exits? And I still remember how worried I felt about my mom when she told that story, and how baffled I was that other people were relating to it, because WHO GETS LOST INSIDE A STORE?!
So: Here's my question: Have you ever gotten lost inside a store? Enquiring minds want to know.