Intimacy.

Her smile, it captivates me every time.

Is it me, or am I being silly? If you didn't know Sweetie and what we have been through the past 5 years, you would think we were just another retired couple walking hand in hand. Around the mall, or the neighborhood. We look normal. And that is the way I want it to be. Normal. 

When we have a series of days without sundowners, without upheavals, I can get rather melancholy. I can say to myself, I've got this, and then something happens that pulls me right back into the middle of her monster town. So far, we haven't taken the monster offramp in these past few days. 

There is something that I saw about wives talking about their husbands who still have some ability to want to be intimate with them, and they find it hard to feel that way about their husbands. As a man, I too still have those strong urges to be with my wife. To hold and be her lover again. Those days are gone, and then only time I get to have some joy in touching my wife is in the shower. When we are cleaning her up, or when we just take our showers. To see her naked body, to touch her, to wash her, these are my moments of intimacy with her. She has long forgotten those attributes of loving touches and when I do touch her, I have to speak softly to her, telling her that it is OK for me to touch her there. If I don't, she cries it hurts and pulls away. For what it is worth, I'll enjoy what I can, for this too will pass. 

It seems that we have found a rhythm to the day. From the overnight pads that keep her and sheets dry, to applications of CBD and her anti-anxiety meds. Still haven't found the timing to potting her, on the other hand, have gotten her to drink more water, and I believe that has made a big difference in her emotional health. 

Times up, and my Driver is here. He tells me that we may stop off somewhere for some leisure time. Got a surprise for me. That's enough to pique my interest. I know not to ask Him what He has up His sleeve. So, out of my chair, heading out the door, He's holding my cool sunglasses, got them, as I slip into the passenger's seat, buckle up Buttercup, and off we go. Down the Road to Dementia Town, watching the sun come up, and just enjoying the day, as we drive with our Shiny Side Up. You enjoying the day? If not, just follow us and maybe we will find something together to enjoy. See, you too can drive down the Road To Dementia Town, Keeping Your Shiny Side Up. Careful as you go, and remember, I love Ya, and God Bless.