It was nice.

December '15

I don't know if you can make out the picture in the background, the top one, it  is of my grandfather, Pop, taken while he was a flight instructor During WWII. I don't know how I ended up with it, all I know, is that I keep and honor him.  

Life is a trampoline, with a lot of bouncing, tumbling, and sometimes getting bounce off. I've got to get Sweetie into a shower soon. I realized that the dirt under her fingernails is from scratching her scalp. I get to watch and be like Sherlock Holmes, seeing the results of an action, then attempt to figure out what is going on. Finally put 2 and 2 together, clean nails, watch her scratch, nails dirty again. Duh. 

Living with Dementia is sometimes like a continuing detective novel. Many bad guys, only one boss. Am able to herd the bad guy, cannot get to the big boss, Mr. Dementia is always out and about, having his minions serve him, and serve him well. 

Yesterday was our first time of separation in months. Sweetie wasn't having anything to do with it. Before I was even out of the house, she was trying to get out of the house. She didn't want to be left with this stranger. An interloper into her small world. Over all, it was successful. I got my time away, just for a few hours, and it was nice. 

When I got home, Sweetie was in bed, and my new caregiver was OK. We talked about Sweetie, and then she told me see needed something to do while she is here. Lite housework, some task she can relieve me of doing. Gosh, I've never had someone that would offer to do that. She is trained, and works with Dementia patients. She said she would relive

me of bathing her, if I wanted. Wow, wouldn't that be nice. Still working on letting go some of that. I've been doing it so long, I may not want to let it go. Then again...

This is where my conversations with my Driver come in. It will be awhile before I have to make that decision, and I know He will guide me to the right one. For we have miles and smiles yet to go, as we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.