Wednesday, June 3, 2020

Just like that, a good day.

As always, my helper.

And just like that, we had a good day. If I could remember just what we did to make it that way, I'd write it down and follow it everyday. The problem is, what worked yesterday, just may not work today. For that which made yesterday possible, Dementia may have stolen during the night after a good day happens. All I can do is try. 

Our day started with Sweetie getting up, and getting her changed, then breakfast with her drinking Gatorade instead of milk or water. I'm hoping that the amount of Gatorade that I give her will help keep her hydrated during the day.  Its crazy the way Dementia reacts to water, soda, or anything in a glass. To mention that she has to drink, it is almost like showing a cross to a vampire. The brat dementia shows up and the attitude of "don't tell me what to do" comes out. It is so amazing.

We had a someone in the neighborhood pull up to us as we were walking and asked how many times we walk each day. Minimum of once a day, and usually twice on the weekends. I don't know if we are encouraging others, I just find it amazing that when we do stop and talk to others along our path, they are aware of who we are, "the walkers", and ask about our activity. What many people don't understand that this is also rehabilitation for Sweetie. Because she cannot just sit and watch TV, no matter what I put on, that she needs input that will stimulate her thought patterns so sundowners doesn't get started.   

Getting started, that is my que to head for the door, and see if my Driver has arrived. Silly me, He is always there, on time and in just the right place. If there was anyone that I can depend on, it is my Driver. He knows what is needed, and if I didn't know better, He knew I needed a good day and arranged it all for Sweetie and me. I'm thinking to myself, I'm going to tell Him all about yesterday, and watch His face very closely to see that knowing smile appear. I'll just sneak a peek out of the corner of my cool sunglasses to see if it appears. The joy we share as He takes the wheel and heads down the Road to Dementia Town. As always, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. Hope you get to see that same smile as you too Drive the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping your Shiny Side Up. Love Ya and God Bless. 

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