Dementia, a spoiled child.

My Angel.

One of the things that can be taken for granted is my teeth. We both have all of ours, and so far, no dental problems. That is what came out of my dental visit yesterday. I do have some problems looming, but with just a little bit of extra care, they can be avoided.  

Had to take Sweetie with me to the "room" and she did fine for most of the time. It was in the closing that she got irritated and wanted to leave. Which was done in due hast. 

After the dentist, we grabbed a hamburger at McDonald's and headed for the golf course. We had some thunderstorms earlier in the day, and was hoping that we wouldn't get rained on. Had a OK round, met another couple that we had played with, and finished the game with them. 

Sweetie was behaving strangely, and I ran her home. She wasn't tracking right, and had lost all knowledge of who I was, and where we were going. I got her down for a nap when we got home, hoping that she would re-set when she got up. It didn't work, she was just not right, if you know what I mean. It was when she wanted to go outside, that I knew it was time for some CBD. I gave her a dose, and out we went, for a ride. During our ride, she began to come around, and soon was holding my hand and smiling. That is when I knew we'd be OK for the rest of the evening. To be on the safe side, I gave her an extra dose of Hemp Oil when we got home. 

All in all, it was a good day, I think the trip to the dentist set her off. I think I'm going to figure out how to set up my phone for some type of show that she can watch while I'm busy and can't pay her the attention she is used to. As we all know, what works today, may not work tomorrow, and what won't work today, works tomorrow. That is life with Dementia, a spoil child that doesn't know what it wants, but it wants what it wants now. 

That is why I depend on my Driver everyday. I may come here and whine and complain, or bitch, moan and complain (BMC) and it is here where my Driver sits behind me and sees my heart. We then head for the car, me in the passenger's seat, and He is behind the Wheel, and all my cares are left at the curb. At the end of the ride, I have a choice, I can head into the day without those cares from yesterday, or I can leave them at the curb. It all depends on me as we head down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. How about you, kicking your leftover cares to the curb, they will still be there when you get back from your journey down to Dementia Town, Shiny Side Up, it's your choice. See you Later, Love Ya, and God Bless.