Best Buds
Had a real good time with the son and his family yesterday. The only problem was that for whatever reason, the computer changed the location for where the pizzas were to be pick up. I don't know what happened, but does anyone know why a program will make that change. Anyway, it has reminded me to check all aspects of a site when I'm ordering anything.
I was pushed out of shape with the error, and it could of ruined my whole day, but I got over it. It was good to be with the son and his family. We have some very strong ties with each other, can discuss many things and we do.
We've been discussing end of life, and what my wishes are, especially if Sweetie survives me. What my wishes are, how to divide up the estate, the financials of caring for Sweetie. All that stuff. DIL is very impressed with me, for doing all this planning, for a large portion of the elderly population, are not prepared for end of life. Which brings me to something of a joking suggestion, that I'm thinking of doing. Getting a tattoo on my chest, putting a big DNR over my heart.
Yesterday was a double shower day, again. Remember when I was worrying about her being constipated? Now, it is the other way. So far, we are not dealing with diarrhea, but at the same time, I know that is also one of the condition of Dementia. I'm still amazed that Sweetie doesn't let me know she is dirty, but she will complain when I'm washing her bottom. Go figure.
Go figure, that is why I spend time with my Driver everyday. I'm just a man who is struggling through this part of my life. Through is the key to what is going on. For this too will pass. I hear that in my ears all the time, and "My grace is sufficient for you." For the more I depend of my Driver to get me from point A to point B, I have the strength and calmness to take care of Sweetie. For this is my job, to serve her, as Driver serves me. I can relax my hands and enjoy the ride, as Driver takes the wheel, as we lead the caravan, down the Road to Dementia Town. A line of cars, all with their Shiny Sides Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.
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