Somewhere over Chicago, I had to go to the bathroom. My mind told me the bathroom door was immediately to my right — all I had to do was to pull on the lever — so I grabbed for it. It took Colleen screaming for me to realize that my hand was on the emergency exit door. The crew later told me never to sit in an exit row again.
My life has become a race for survival against Alzheimer's, and I'm not the only one. More than 5 million Americans suffer from this demon. "
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