Living with Dementia isn't all bad.

Who's that beardless man? 

One of my many looks through the years. 

What can I say? I've talked about how Dementia is on a sliding scale. One day Sweetie will be in stage 5 the next back to stage 2 or 3. Yesterday was on of those sliders. 

When she came down after waking up, I asked her if she knew who I was? Her answer didn't surprise me when she said she didn't know who I was or my name. I've already accepted that as from now on life fact. She knew I was someone kind, and that is good enough for me. 

Saturdays are a hit or miss kinda of day, and this last Saturday wasn't an exception. Told you about our new skillet, well, I didn't use it for breakfast, I have another skillet that I use for our French Toast and because it is a 12" pan, I can put two pieces of Texas Toast in it, and get breakfast for two done at the same time. 

As we sat and eat our breakfast and watched TV, I was trying to think of what to do. How about a little house chores, something simple, but necessary. Strip the bed and wash the sheets, sounds great. Sweetie can help in someway while doing it. So, that is what we did. 

After putting the sheets in the washer, we watched TV until they were washed. Into the dryer and then what? How about a trip to the mall and some window shopping? OK. Sounds good to me, and of course I'm the only one thinking of that. I ask, I answer. 

The mall could of gone better, for some reason, Sweetie was on edge while we were there. We had to make a stop at the restroom and even business taken care of, she was still edgy. 

When we got in the car to drive home, I gave her a shot of CBD, and was hoping she'd come around before we got home. Not quite, but better, put some lotion on her neck, better. 

The sheets were dried and time to get them out and on the bed. By this time, her meds were starting to work, and making the bed gave us both a chance to relax and do something that was automatic. Bed made, now what? Ah, time to go to a meeting. Another dose and application, and out the door we went. Keeping Sweetie busy is a good thing. 

When we got home, got the new pan out and cooked up salmon, tater tots and veggies. New pan is wonderful, no sticking and the salmon just slid around. A little difficult to flip, easier to move to the side and allow the fish to turn back on to the spatula then back to the pan. 

This is where the big slide and a huge Easter Egg was found. After dinner, I wasn't ready to head for bed. So, I looked around on our streaming channels and found "As Good as it Gets". I settled in, waiting for Sweetie to get antsy and up to bed. About half was through the movie, got a hunkering for something of a dessert.

Growing up, mother would put together a ring of pineapple, cottage cheese, with a cherry on top. That was a poor excuse for a ice cream sunday, but it worked. We had everything except the 

cherrys. So into the refridgerator, got the pineapple and cottage cheese and a bowl and put it all together. 

Asked Sweetie if she would like some, of course she didn't know so I gave her a taste, and she lit up, and wanted more. Here we are, watching the movie, eating pineapple and cottage cheese. Just two people enjoying the evening. Oh, I didn't tell you, it was 8:30 when this all happened. As the movie played, I looked over and she was watching and enjoying as if she didn't have dementia. It was the most normal life event we have had in a long, long time. I told myself this is a great Easter Egg. Misty eyes as I remember last night.

After the movie, I asked her again about the dessert and she asked me about the Hawaii. It may seem unrelated question to answer. It isn't. I understood. One of her most fond memories was when she lived in Hawaii as a child. Pineapple and Hawaii, pleasant memories, link them together, and the answer is yes, she liked her dessert.   

Time to get on the road, so I'll leave you with this, Dementia will always be a surprising, frustrating, demanding and sometimes loving way of life. That is why I know I can depend on my Driver to take me where the best is. As we get in, turn on the radio, heading down to Road to Dementia Town. Always keeping our Shinny Side Up. Hope you have a great day out on the road, keeping your Shinny Side Up. God Bless.