The Dragon Dementia.

Us'un.

Here we are, just the two of us. We are at the zoo, in the Penguin exhibit. It had been closed because of the CV19 pandemic, and this was the first time back in. Going to the zoo is just another place to go. Sweetie doesn't seem to understand what we are doing there. 

As the days continue to shorten, and evening times are stretched, we are doing our best to get the day done. That seems to be the aim of living now. To be able to make it from wake up to sleep. Because Sweetie doesn't know what we are doing and she just trust me to keep her safe and that's is my mission in life today. I just have to make sure she is safe, and healthy, and well fed. 

Fixing food for her is sometimes a challenge. Take yesterday, breakfast is beginning to be a hassle. I not only give her her cereal with Ensure on it, I also am now giving her a glass of Ensure to go along with it. 

Cereal is now a hunt to find what she will eat, and just because she eats it one morning doesn't me she will again. There just isn't any certainty with her. Dementia is sneaky as a fox. She won't tell me she doesn't like what she is eating, it is just her phrasing of "I don't know how to do it" and just what it means now. If she isn't hungry, it will start almost the moment I put food in front of her, and the more she says it, the more the meaning is, I don't like it. 

Dementia has it own language and the meanings are dynamic. It is up to me to decipher just what she is trying to tell me. She will interchange words that either mean what she wants, or they will mean the opposite of what she is saying. Of course, I have to add her body language into the interpretation, which can help, and I also have to take into account where we are and what we are doing. 

Most of the time, I can understand what she is trying to tell me, and then again, I'm guessing. If we are out, and she is acting afraid, just telling her that I'll take care of her, and she is safe with me, seems to be the answer. Her security is my default response. 

It is the same when I'm with my Driver. While we are in the car, I can relax. No where else is there such a relaxing place then in the passenger seat while He is doing all the driving. These are my times when I can drop all my shields and be naked before Him. Then, He will take my armor, clean it, polish it, and help me put it back on, for another day is coming, and I must battle the dragon Dementia again. For the dragon becomes stronger each day, and I must prepare for the battle and He is there not only to make sure I'm prepared, but to give me help with my battle plan, to know the places to use my sword of love, piercing it just right, to add love and caring, knowing that I cannot slay such a dragon. That is why we are together, driving down the Road to Dementia Town, Leading the caravan, all with our Shiny Sides Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.