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With developing the new routine, when I hear Sweetie getting up and going to her, I think I'll be able to help her more and she won't be so confused when she comes down stairs. I think that it will relieve her of where she is and what to do. That she won't be alone, and that is frightening to her. She is so attached to me that leaving her at anytime upsets her.
We're still out walking and I've got most of the walk paths for us to equal about 2 miles a day. I know that it is best for her, and she will be healthier for it. We're now using a golf cart when we head for the course. She is getting used to the bumpy ride and we have dry pants when we go home. To me that is worth it.
Had a very good day, and I'm looking forward to another one. We're pretty much got ourselves is a good schedule. The lunch in the backyard, sitting on the couch, watching nothing special is becoming my favorite time with her. I can cat nap and then watch her for awhile. She seems so at ease with everything. Special time is when she starts her boys story. I pray that there isn't a time when I get bored with it.
One of the things I've put into play is a walk after lunch. Like I said, about 2 miles and it takes us about 45 minutes. It helps work off the lunch and when we get back, we go back to the couch in the backyard with a glass of ice water to sit and cool off. This way we are not sitting in front of the TV all day long, and she doesn't get bored with the TV. I don't think she can continually process what she sees if it doesn't tickle her interest.
There He is, "it's about time You showed up." but then again, His timing is always perfect. It is time for me to get on my way, to start my day, spending that special time with my Driver. Looking to the day, driving down the Road to Dementia Town, sharing my cares and joys with Him, as He drives us, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. Care to follow us? We can stop and sit on the side of the Road to Dementia Town, in the shade of some trees and just enjoy. Have a Great Day, Love Ya, and God Bless.
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