Glens of renewing.

Sunset

Morning, my Sherlock report. Wash hair, a dirty scalp is a cause of personality changes with a person with Dementia. That is my conclusion after Sunday's shower and hair washing. I've already discussed the effects of her ear, and the infection there of, and the behavior patterns it caused. It seems that her dirty scalp, constant scratching, did nothing but irritate the situation. 

When I was able to wash her hair, she cried how it hurt. A simple shampoo, hurting? If the skin is scratched bare, I can now understand. After the shower, she became the Sweetie that I knew and loved. She was bright, cheerful, and engaging as she could be. She took her balance medicine, ate, and it was delightful. 

We did have one episode. She walked out the door, and I chased after her. I thought let her go, as long as she doesn't bolt for someone's door, we're going to be alright. We did a loop around the neighborhood, she stopped and talked with those outdoors, seemed pleased with talking with them. They knew her and were kind to her. What an Easter Egg that was. We got back to our house and was able to steer her inside. 

Lately, she has been wandering the house, going from room to room, opening and closing doors. It reminds me of a dog looking for someplace to lay down. Just has to be the right spot, then circling and landing. If I'm just standing, she stands with me. When I'm cooking, she has to be in the kitchen with me. As long as she is safe, I'm happy. 

It was a good day, yesterday, on the Road to Dementia Town. We did a lot of walking, and Sweetie was able to get a good night sleep. Did you see that? The twinkle in my Driver's eye? He set me up for a good day, and I'm so pleased He did. He knows where those glens of renewing are, and we just pulled out of one. Thanks to that, I'm ready for another day, on the Road to Dementia Town, definitely keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.