An amazing day.

Shopping in Hawaii. 

For the longest time, I couldn't get her to wear her Hawaii hat. Now, because I don't give her a choice, she is will wear it. The same goes for other clothes that she wouldn't wear, I can get her to wear now. I'm finding that if I tell her to wear this or that, she will just put it on. Of course the phrase, "this is your favorite." helps. 

Yesterday was an amazing day. It started off a little rough. When I went to wake her up, I found her pull up on the bathroom sink and a turd wrapped in toilet paper next to it. She had gotten up, tried to clean herself the best she could and went back to bed without a pullup on. I though it an Easter Egg, because I knew the daycare person wouldn't have to encounter that while I was gone. Cleaned up, and had breakfast. 

I wasn't sure how this person was going to work out. When Sweetie met her at the door, she met her with open arms and the lady backed off, acting very not sure of how to accept Sweetie. I really think that we were her first clients she had after training. We talked about what to do, how to check Sweetie, and what she might do. How to give her her "Happy Medicine". After I reassured Sweetie I'd be home soon, a kiss and off I went.  

Had a wonderful time, met with my support group and found that I'm very lucky that I have Sweetie with me. The men whos wives are in a nursing home and having a terrible time. They can only see them, and use a phone to talk to them. Most of the wives have long since lost the ability to use those devices and much is communicated, accept love, during those meetings. One man said it was like his wife was in prison and he so wanted to be with her. 

After the meeting, there was enough time to play a round of golf, and because my phone didn't go off. I felt everything was fine, so I did. 

When I arrived home, Sweetie was so happy to see me. She just lit up and hugged me. Oh how she missed me. The caregiver said she was so close to calling me. I told her that she might get aggressive but she doesn't hit. When I left, she was OK for a short time, and then she acted up. Instructions were not to let her out the front door, to just block it. She is safe to go out the back door because I've secured it, just don't let her out the front. That is what happened, and while she was acting out, our new lady was reaching for the phone when she settled down. After that, things went smoothly. 

I think that separation did both of us some good. Sweetie was as sweet as she could be for the rest of the day. A pleasant evening, and dinner. So, all in all, it worked out well. 

In my meeting, I was warned about having too many ladies stay with Sweetie. As we know regularity is the best was to deal with Dementia and if we keep getting different ladies, we are asking for trouble. I'll address that when the time comes. As for now, I'd say I've got a winner.

Winning is what my Driver does the best. He is always there, with winning ideas, winning advice, and just so positive. He is happy about yesterday, but then again, He already knew it would be fine. And so it goes. I type, type, type, and He waits for me to finish. Then, with a flash, and the closing off the car door, were off. For another amazing day, riding with my Driver, heading down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. I hope your day is an amazing one too, as you travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping your Shiny Side Up. Drive carefully, Love Ya, and God Bless.