A day in the Life of Dementia.

My Birthday

Retirement Party 

What a morning, and it is quickly getting away from me. Sweetie received a get well card from a life long friend, and I took the time to write back. I don't know how she learned about us and it doesn't matter the way she found out, I was just pleased that she took the time to write. I told her about this blog, I hope she comes and joins us. 

Good old Sol is peaking up over the Sandia's and the time to get going is soon upon me. I know that I'll be going up and waking Sweetie for her to go to daycare and for me to head for the golf course. 

This morning is going to be different because I'm going to give Sweetie her first dose of her prescription of Oxcarbazepin. Its a muscle relaxer that is suppose to work on her anxiety, I hope so. To be telling the truth, taking her there is getting to me. The crying, the begging me not to leave her there is almost not worth the effort just to get a few hours away. Pray that there is a switch that can be togged to change that emotional pleas.    

We had another good day yesterday. We were out of the house for most of the day, and any day that we are away from the house is a good day. I was right on when it came to giving Sweetie her "Feel Good Medicine." The timing between doses seem to be just in front of her sundowners. That was until we were getting ready for bed. 

About an half hour before I had planned for us to head to the bedroom, she started to get antsy, and I thought it was the CBD/lotion was wearing off. When we were changing, I had her sit on the toilet to check underwear. She had a movement and had been sitting in it for long enough that it was sticking to her. Into the shower we went. Her bum was so red and tender that it took some time to get her clean. How she cannot know is beyond me. Anyway, she was able to go to sleep quickly. Thinking about getting some diaper rash ointment, wouldn't hurt. 

We worked on the new puzzle last night, and I found a good way to keep her involved. If I find a piece that fit, I give it to her, and point her to where it goes, and let her figure out how it fits. Then when she gets it in, celebrate, high five, and on the the next piece. If that isn't an Easter Egg, tell me what is. To see that smile, those twinkling eyes, Man it doesn't get better than that. 

Well, its time. My driver is out in the car, honking the horn. Time to head out on the road to Dementia Town. Man, does He have it Sinning today. Can't miss us, we're the one with the Shinny Side Up. C'mon, lets make it a parade, keeping your Shinny Side Up. God Bless.