Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Dementia doesn't know sore feet.

What a difference 5 years make. 

One of the things that I have missed, is the beauty that I am married to. She was, and is, truly God's gift to me and I am now just seeing what I've missed. These postings and the pictures I have to choose from are only about 5 maybe 6 years old. Which makes them all that much more precious. They are of what we were like as Dementia was creeping in on us. 

Strange how Dementia's brain works. As you know, we are doing a lot of walking. Sweetie has a pair of shoes that for the longest time seem to work well. They are a pair of flats, not really made for walking, but how do you tell someone with Dementia that they are bad for their feet when they cannot understand the blisters or raw skin on their feet. Last night when I saw how raw her feet were, I made the mistake of telling her she needed to get rid of those shoes. Sweetie went into a rant about how it was OK and she loved them. This morning they are in the trash, and I put her good walking shoes in their place. I just hope I don't have to suffer too much when she realizes that they are gone. Distract, distract and change the subject. I know it will be better for her, and me, in the long run. 

"Squirrels, I hate squirrels." If you have seen the movie "Up", then you know this line. If not, just think of it as a change the subject quickly and how it will change direction. I have begun to point out birds, cats, lizards to Sweetie as we walk. I think she is loosing her ability to see what is going on around us, or she just doesn't know to look for them. What I have to be aware of are the dogs in peoples yards. Even the little yappers that have a bigger bark then they are. It is an easy way to put Sweetie into a funk. Even when I tell her ahead of time. Words and meanings just don't mean anything to her. It seems that all reasoning is gone. 

I've bored you enough this morning, and Driver is here, looking as dapper as ever. He's ready and waiting for us to get going. He's got a twinkle in His eye, so I know He has nothing but good planned for us today. "On my way, be there soon" and so I'm gone. Got my cool sunglasses on, sliding into the passenger's seat, and with a roar from the mighty engine, we're off. Heading into the dawn, as we travel the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping the Shiny Side Up. May you have a day of Easter Eggs, as you come with us, as we go down the Road to Dementia Town, with you Keeping Your Shiny Side Up, too. Take care, Love Ya, and God Bless.   

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