Those darn Easter Eggs.

Sweetie in the fall

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, a unique American Holiday. Where we as a nation will sit with family and friends, to enjoy a hardy meal, enjoying the plenty that we have, and the melting pot this nation started out as. 

Our plans are to go over to son's house, and there enjoy the company of family. Sounds easy, and in the past it was. This year, I'm not so sure. One question I have for myself is, when do I get Sweetie into the shower. Do I want to do it today, and not have her all upset, or tomorrow, when she will be clean, hair washed an looking great and hope she will be in good spirits for the meal. Or will I let her make the choice either way, or the least of my choices is a wet one pit bath on Thursday, I'm just going to let circumstance drive the decision. 

I'm wondering just what is going on with Sweetie lately. She is sleeping longer and longer, harder to get her up, and if I don't get her up and change her, she will leak and get the bed wet. What we are doing now is getting her up and changed, breakfast, and then she heads back to bed for a couple of hours. 

I'm wondering that because we don't have the ability to get out and do our normal stuff, that she isn't sleeping at night, just lying there, and in the early morning she finally get asleep. Because of the lock down, and the cold temperatures, it is hard for us to get out and do some walking. I know that would help her work off some energy, so sleep would come easier to her. 

I bought her a coat and maybe it just might be the right time for us to try it out. I'm thinking of bundling her up, and see just how far we can get. I know her pretty well, and if she is baulking at anytime, I can just turn around and  head back home. It might take a couple attempts to get her used to walking in the cold, so time will tell. 

After she got up, we had a pretty good day. Took a long car ride, and was able to kill some time. There is a stretch of road, where there are usually trains for Sweetie to see and watch. Got a special this time. Found two trains, going in opposite directions. Was fun to watch her eyes light up. Easter Egg. 

That is what Driver has taught me to watch for, those darn Easter Eggs. They show up and the darndest times and sometimes right out in the open. When you have something good to look for, life is easy. Even with Dementia alone for the ride too. So, we get in the car of life, buckle up, and let Driver show me the way. For He Knows where we are going and how to get there. Sometime quickly, sometimes slowly, as we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.