Dementia wanted to boil over.

9 years ago. 

Coffee this morning is in my Grand Canyon mug. I don't use it often, it has a large base and a small top, I've pour coffee down my chin too many times as the coffee come out quickly. I'm here at 4:30 in the morning, getting in my quiet time and trying to think of what to say. 

There are times when the words come easy, I sit down and they flow out of my head and heart and then there are mornings like this one. Struggling to get going.

We are having a good few days lately. Last night was a night that seemed that Dementia was going to boil over and I was going to be the sheepdog again. Around 6:30 in the evening, I could see sundowners wanting to get out. So, off with the TV, on with the sandals, grab the keys and with a quick prayer out for a walk. We didn't go far, just a couple of times around our block. On the second time, she recognized our home and wanted to go back into it. 

These are the things that last year would of been a huge sundowner's explosion. She would have been out the door, going from house to house, wanting to get in, at the same time, wanting to get away from me. Her head would be spinning so fast she could not react fast enough. Back in the 50's there was a TV show and part of its intro, there was a cube filled with mice trips each with a ping pong ball on it. Then, a single ball was dropped into the cube, and the chain reaction. First one, then two, then pong, pong, pong, a flurry of actions until all the traps were fired off, then nothing. That my friends is how I see Sweetie when Sundowners grabs her and shakes her. It is the mice traps going off and all I can do is let them go until they are all fired off. If there is a good side to this, it is this, there is so much energy expelled, that she will have a good night sleep, and that is go for both of us. As I read this, I am so thankful for CBD. It has become a tool that I'm so grateful to have found.

You know, after a good night sleep, it means I need to have to hit the Road to Dementia Town with my Driver. When ever we are out, He makes sure that we stop to refill my empty tank. Each day I have to get a refill of patience, hope and love. He knows just where to get that refill as we travel down the road, Keeping our Shiny Side up. You can't get very far without a refill. I hope you find your refill station  as we travel down the Road to Dementia Town together, Keeping our Shiny Sides Up. Love Ya, God Bless.