Days ahead.

Sweetie n Me, B-day Pic. 

It is getting harder and harder to get a picture with Sweetie. I know she doesn't understand, and when I use the flash, it scares her. As it is, I'm thankful for these new ones. 

One of the things that her daughter mentioned was the length of her hair. She had never seen her mother with such short hair. She told me, or should I say, asked me, not to cut it any shorter then what it is now. I agreed, but that doesn't mean I won't cut it any shorter than what it is now. As of now, this is the length it will, until the next hair cut. It is easy to keep, to comb, and shampoo. As for me, I have to like it also, and I do. Like I was told, the difference between a good haircut and a bad haircut is two weeks. 

Not much to report from yesterday. The excitement she had from having her daughter over taxed her system. I was able to get her up, changed, and put her back to bed. She stayed there for most of the day, and when she got up, she didn't want to do anything. I couldn't get her in the garage, let alone in the car. So we watched TV, had breakfast and a lite dinner. It was in the middle of dinner, she got up and went back to bed. I think she was up a total of 5 hours, and just couldn't wait to get back to bed. 

I'm hoping that she will be recovered enough to make a short trip to the store now and then. Her movement is getting slower and slower. Her bed time is getting longer and longer. 

I was pleased that she went back to bed after I got her up the first time. I think that will be the measuring stick I'll use to whether I keep her up, or let her go back to bed. As long as I can keep the bed dry, it shouldn't be a problem. 

With her in bed, I'm just not sure of what I can do. I have some yard work that needs to be done, and don't feel confident enough to go outside while she is in bed. I'm just going to test the limits. Keeping the house locked up, alarms set, and just keep checking on her will be the watch word of the days ahead. 

Days ahead, don't look too hard ahead. Just relax and sit in the passenger's seat, let my Driver lead the way. Today, rest with what I have, don't fret about what didn't get done yesterday, and don't worry about what is to come. Driver tells me, that just keep going, one block, one street, one intersection at a time. For there are more to come. As we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.