Dementia is moving.

The beach, Sweetie and me. 

Words, and more words, and what do they mean. For those of us who are caregivers, they are something that just bonces around in our husband's, wife's, sister, brother's, who have  brains infested with Dementia. There are times when we can say, something as simple as, "I'm leaving, do you want to come with me?" and then receive a answer that fits the question. Again, there are times when the question doesn't register, or is totally misunderstood, or wasn't received. The answers that Dementia sends to me are just signs of how it is enjoying munching on Sweetie's brain. The more it munches, the more misunderstanding takes place. 

When it comes to checking Sweetie's pullups, I calmly bring her into the bathroom, and in a small and none threating tone, I tell her what we are here to do and what I have to do. I find words like, "Its OK for me to do this." or "You have given me permission to touch you there, its OK." One that seems to work well, is that "I'm your caregiver, your husband, and I love you, and this is what I'm doing, taking care of you.". I don't know if it is the words, the phrasing, or my tone of voice, all I know it works a good percentage of the time. 

I've bumped the CBD dosage to 4 times a day. For whatever the reason, fall is getting hard for her to handle. Sundowners is always in the shadows, just waiting to spring up and sprinkle goatheads all over and waiting for Sweetie to step on one, and boom, she is off. 

I'm still seeing a decline in her appetite, while it still is sign that her Dementia is moving forward, she is still eating. Today is the day we do some shopping, and I'm going to get Ensure for her, to use on her cereal and to fortify her milk. The goal is to keep her energy levels up as much as possible. 

I know my Driver is going to do the same with me. As we drive, and I can rest in the front seat of the car, I'll be re-energized, simply by being in the car with Him. I know just how much I depend on my time with Him, for I know He shows me the path, as if there were lights on my feet. As we go, driving the Road to Dementia Town, and as always, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. If you see us, come join us, your company is always a joy, as you too, travel the Road to Dementia Town. Keeping your Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Love Ya, and God Bless.