My Sanity.

Beauty and the Beast

"My Handsome Brute", that is was my pet name that she gave me. How she was able to put those two words together and make me smile when she said them. Only she could tell you and that is just a small peek into her wonderful world, of creative thinking. Oh how I wish I could hear her say that again. I never thought I was a handsome man, and with brute in her mouth, is was music to my soul. 

It was her cold motor start yesterday, it took her a couple of times to get going. When I went up to check on her and she was wearing her glasses in bed. We have spats about her wearing her glasses to bed, I'm just afraid that she will break them, and she just cannot remember that. It is one of those battles left for another day. Most of the time, I can try, she fights me off, and in a few minutes, I can gentle take them off of her, and put them away. 

After breakfast, she headed outside and wanted to walk. Our home is on a oval. There is only one way in and out. So, we can walked the oval, around and around, three times before she tired and was willing to get back into the house. She doesn't recognize it as our home. I have to keep reminding her that this house is where she and I live.  

Feel so bad about last night. We went for a drive, got the Tweetie out and drove around. I have a route that is over 100 miles, so about 2 hours in the countryside of New Mexico. 

When we got home, I had decided not to check Sweetie, knowing she might of dirty herself, and it could be a big upheaval for her. It was during dinner when she was agitated, so I took her to see what her undies were like. Sure enough, she was dirty, and had been sitting in it for I don't know how long, but it was too long. Amazing how a clean bottom can settle a person down real fast. So goes the life of a caregiver, hit and missing signs that can help my sanity.

This is where my Driver's words come into play. For He has told me, "Don't worry about tomorrow, for today has enough worries for itself." I have to attend to that which is right in front of me. Watch the road, for if we don't we can drift either right or left, and that could be mean disaster for us. So, I listen, with my trained spiritual ears and heart, to all that He says, and keep my eyes on Him for He will not lead me astray. Keen eyes are needed as we travel the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Sides up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.