Hi Sweetie. |
Sunday mornings are usually spent waiting for Sweetie to get up, and we have breakfast and, well, let the day unfold. For some reason, it was different. Was it a leftover from Saturday, and the good feelings? Was I still feeling the light heartedness from the day before? Can a good day carry over? Who knows. It was just as if we had moved somewhere else on this Dementia day.
We had our breakfast, and then Sunday shower time. I've learned that if I turn the shower on when we get into the bathroom and let it run, it is easier for her to follow me in. I have her stand behind me and feel the water, asking about the temp, too hot or too cold. She will let me know, either verbally, or by body language. It is confusing when she says its too hot, and at the same time splash water on herself.
I've been told that it is muscle memory that will take over on somethings. Washing her hair is one of those things. I'll put shampoo in her hand, and she will start washing her hair, and at the same time, tell me she doesn't know what to do. In the shower, I get to touch my lover in a loving way, slowly washing her back, legs, and chest, knowing that she doesn't see of feel it the same as I do, to me it is a way to keep me loving her. Here's something else I've learned. When I get done washing her, I have to wash too. So I keep her under the shower to keep her warm. Using the handheld shower head to wet, wash and rinse makes it easier for me to get the task completed.
Drying her off, and something else I've learned and really enjoy, blow drying her hair. Now that we had her hair cut, it is easier and harder at the same time. Sometimes I'll be too close to her ear, and she doesn't like it. Like anything else, there is a learning curve to go through.
Clean body, underwear, dried hair, brushed teeth, and we are ready for the day. She has been a good helper so far. Time to wash the sheets, and so strip the bed, down to the laundry, into the washer they go.
Have to make a trip to central office to buy some 24hour coins. This time we'd take Tweetie. Its a short drive, spent some time talking with the person standing duty for that morning. Talked about the virus and how people are staying home, and off again. Back home to do some yard work. Sweetie is a real trooper. She is pulling weeds and we are making progress in the weed patch.
It seems that she doesn't have sundowners too much when she has been busy during the day. As you know, today is my golf and her daycare day. I've already planned for us to get busy again in the back yard after I pick her up and take her to lunch. I just might bring her home and make sandwiches for us, and then into the yard we'll go.
I put a plastic cover under the bottom sheet this time when we made the bed, its time.
Now, its time for the day to get going. The sun is up, and my Driver is looking at His watch, wondering when I'm going to finish. I know its just a show, He is always kind and doesn't mind me writing to you. I don't want to test His patients, so I'll be signing off now. Out the door, into the car, now where did I put those cool sunglasses, oh there they are, got them. Off for another day, driving down the Road to Dementia Town, keeping our Shiny Side Up. Hey, if you'd like a ride, we've got room. If not, remember, keep your basket close because you never know when you'll see an Easter Egg, as you drive your car, keeping your Shiny Side Up. Love Ya, God Bless.
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