Twilight sleep mode.

Sweetie at work

Somedays it is hard, then again somedays are  harder. Gathering my thoughts for this posting is a mixed bags of what is going on in my life. They are separate and yet again, they all contribute to my mental health and my caring for Sweetie. 

Since it was Sunday, I got to watch my men of God giving their messages. One is always giving an uplifting message on how God is empowering me, to put a positive outlook on the day, for the future is bright. The second is more about my Christian Character and how I project it, and who is watching, and the last is an expository preacher, a verse by verse divining of the the scriptures. It used to be, I'd wouldn't spend much time watching, but because we don't go to church anymore, this works as a replacement. 

I'm looking for a sitter. Since I fired the company, and have talked with a friend that does that for a living, I'm still not happy with what I'm doing. This is going to be a whole new avenue of learning. I know there are people and others that will help, it is just getting the information that is a bit difficult. The damn pandemic has shut down many streams of information gathering and is frustrating.

I let Sweetie sleep, or rest as long as she wanted. Her first rising was later then normal, and she wasn't functioning well. Was able to get her ready and downstairs for something to eat. Her new eating habit is to start strong, than about halfway through the meal, she starts her can't do it routine. I know now, that no matter how much I try, she is done. She isn't eating enough to keep herself strong, and keep the weight on her. So, I substitute Ensure for milk, and try to get her to eat some snacks. She just isn't interested in eating. She went back to bed again, and I just left her alone. I would go and check on her, and she seemed to be in the twilight sleep mode. Not awake and at the same time, not asleep. When she got up this time, she seemed better. 

I'm going to try something with her, instead of showering, of course I will when we can, I'm going to try using wet wipes as a way of giving her a sponge bath. In the morning, I'm already wiping her privates down with wet wipes, so I'm hoping doing her underarms will be an easy addition to that time. I've said something is better than nothing. I just have to get creative. 

Where do these ideas come from? Left up to my own understanding, I am just a lump of clay, waiting to be molded into that which I am not. Driver knows these things. I can't do it by myself and He knows that. That is why our daily car rides are not just for relaxation and recovery, they are where he can whisper a idea into me, as He breaths the breath of life into my soul, and a fertile idea arrives. It is crazy as we spend time together, He's behind the wheel, I'm sitting back with my cool sunglasses on, as we drive down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Love ya, and God Bless.