A day without sundowners is a good day.

Picture is 5 years old, how time flies.

How things change during the pandemic. Trying to get Sweetie a hair cut, is turning into just one huge challenge. She doesn't wear a mask, she doesn't understand why she has to wear one, and she can't breathe when she does. The State has given people with mental disabilities, like Dementia an exemption out to wearing mask. Try to tell that to the hair stylist that is afraid of loosing her job if she allows her in without a mask to cut her hair. And the carousel keeps going around and around. 

I'm thinking of getting her hair cut short. 2 inches all the way around. I'm not sure what that will look like, I just know it will be easier to take care of. Easier to wash and dry and less shedding. 

I think one of the reasons that we cannot get her haircut bothers me so much is simply this. I have to spend time getting her to want to get her haircut. The mental preparation we go through to even get her to the barber shop demands work. Then when it goes up like a vaper, it is so frustrating.

What was our day like, yesterday, you ask. We had a good day, you could say it was a normal day for us, except for the haircut business. Don't get me wrong, normal is good. It is at the end when we are in bed, she is tossing and turning, making her nest, and I'm doing just a little ready, that I can say "Thank you Lord for this day." A day without sundowners is a good day. What ever trials happen during the day, as long as sundowners stays caged up, it is a good day. 

I always wonder just what my Driver is up to, what He has planned for the day. Sometimes He will give me a heads up, like a dental appointment, or something, but most of the time He is usually closed lip about the day. He told me that each day is a new day, and like that a new beginning, and new blessing, and there are Easter Eggs all about, I just have to find them. Find them we will, as we head Down the Road to Dementia Town. Driver, leaning back resting His arm out the window, smiling that big smile of His, as we are Keeping Our Shiny Side Up. Do you open the windows to let the fresh air in? As you drive, Keeping your Shiny Side Up, as you continue your journey to Dementia Town? Take care, Love Ya, and God Bless.