Its her smile that got me. |
It is only when you enter into the sphere of our Dementia World, then that is when the chaos become apparent. For those that are privy to know our world, they are sympathetic, they think they understand what we are going through, and I apricate it. I have you and other friends that tell me that they are praying for us. How in such high regard they hold me for what I am doing.
They don't know how quickly I would switch places with them. I put on a mask that looks like life is good, but we know it isn't. Sometimes I feel like a broken record (Old people saying), hitting a certain spot and skipping back two or three tracks and doing it all over again.
Yesterday was a good example of what I'm talking about. For some reason, Sweetie was going potty by herself, locking the bathroom door. She told me she was OK and doing it herself. That my friends was the skip of the record. When I was finally about to get in with her, what a mess I had to clean up. Of course, it wasn't her that did it. Amazing, the rational she comes up with to explain how poop got everywhere. Then last night she got out when I was in a different room. By the time I realized she wasn't in the house, she was halfway down the block. Not knowing where she was or where she was going, I was able to talk her back to the house.
Now it is the next morning and I'm here sharing with you, and my Driver is here with me. He's ready to relieve me of my cares for a short time. He told me to depend on Him, for He knows my burden and will help me carry it. In the best way possible, we head for the car, the closer I get, the less weary I feel. For in the vehicle I can relax and let the worries of the past flow out, and His being just strengthens me. All of this while we are driving down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. Hope you are being revived as you too head down the Road to Dementia Town. Drive Safe, Love Ya, and God Bless.
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