Tuesday, August 11, 2020

A, B, C's of Caregining.

 Standing on the edge of the continent. 

When we first started seeing each other and talking about our families. Sweetie would tell me about some of the things about her dad. One of them was while standing at the ocean's edge, he would say that they were standing at the continent's edge. Where the land ended and the ocean began. 

Sometimes I feel like that with Sweetie. We are at the point of I'm the only one that knows who she is. I'm standing on the edge of our marriage and am watching her sail away on the ship Dementia. She has started her cruise to Never-Never Land, and I'm on the beach watching her set sail, never to return to me again. 

She is talking less these days, and my needing to talk to her is waning. It is so difficult to say meaningful things to her. Yes, I do tell her about my love for her, and every now and then, when I just want to say something, I will, and she will try to make some appropriate response, but it doesn't make any sense to me. At the same time I know she is trying. 

Her ability to feed herself is decreasing. I now will help her load her fork and she will then put the food into her mouth. These stages are so slowly coming upon her, yet they are coming. She is becoming more comfortable with me checking her pullups for wetness, and at the same time, she isn't peeing that much. She is however loading up her overnights, so I know she is eliminating liquid from her system. I have to take the good with the bad, and with the good, I find Easter Eggs that feed my love for her. 

My Driver knows where those pesky situations are and He knows how to drive around them. I try as I can, but I don't know the way. So, I'm learning to trust. Trust and Obey, isn't that the way? He has gotten me this far. So far that I don't know myself anymore. The drive down the Road to Dementia Town has given me time to grow into the caregiver that I am. As we go, we sing, we watch for the beauty of the road, and He teaches. With that, class is in session for I hear the car pulling onto the driveway. Out the house I go, getting into the passenger's side, got my cool sunglasses on, buckled in and away we go. Down the Road to Dementia Town, with our Shiny Side Up. Be looking for you, as you drive with your Shiny Side Up. Learning the A,B,C's of caregiving. See Ya, Love Ya, and God Bless.   

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