I'm going down.

Getting close.

I would like to say, all went well, and it did and it didn't. 

It was a day of waiting. Sweetie was in good spirits two days ago. The VA visit, lunch, mall crawl, car ride. All of it seem well. Not over taxing her, just enough to help her sleep good. It may have been just that, too much for her. 

When I got her up yesterday morning and got her ready for breakfast, she was all right. It was in the middle of breakfast, she began to wander, and wouldn't come upstairs with me to brush, and get ready for the rest of the day. I caught her trying to go outside. When I stopped her, she went back to bed. Thinking that this is becoming a normal thing, I let her go, and kept an eye on her. She stayed in bed the rest of the day. 

It was when I got her up to have some dinner, that is when it got harry. I was doing my normal routine, talking to her, cooking dinner, and I saw it. That "I'm going down" look. I grabbed her and sure enough, down she went. Lowering her to the floor, I saved her from hurting herself. She wouldn't move, so I got her a blanket and pillow, made her comfortable, and let her lay there. 

It took some time to get her moving to the point I could get her back into bed. And there she stayed. She scared me, because she is so weak, and watching her, there are very little signs of life about her. At one point, I thought she had left me. 

So glad I'm taking her to the doctors this morning. I'm sure, her weakness is because she doesn't eat. Even with the Ensure, it isn't enough. I'm going to plan my trip very carefully to make sure we can go and get back safely. 

Whatever happens, I know my Driver will be there, He will take the wheel this morning, and what happens will be what is suppose to happen. Acceptance is the answer. For on the Road to Dementia Town, there are many turns, detours, and road hazards. Driver know, and takes the best road for us. Traveling down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.