Her love eyes.

Morning Glories, one of Sweetie's favorites.

Sweetie was always a green thumb woman. Plants, green, she loves anything that would grow out of the dirt. That includes weeds. One of the benefits of her Dementia, is that she doesn't have that same drive to let it grow. Over the years, I have been able to reduce the number of wild plants growing in our yards. 

These morning glories, and there are some wild daisies mixed in with the morning glories. She just loved them. She would get up, and walk over to them, touch, smell, and tell me how beautiful they are. When we are at the zoo, or bio-park, she will still do that. I'm getting eager for spring to see if she still has that enjoyment of touching, smelling and smiling at God's gift. 

Learned something new. Yesterday was my freedom day. When my lady came and stayed with Sweetie. The relationship between her and Sweetie is improving. She told me that she noticed her pacing, walking around the house, and to her, it meant potty time. 

By closing off her bedroom and directing her into the bath room, she was able to get her to sit and go. Muscle memory took over. She said that if she is directed to the bathroom, she will go. Because she doesn't know what is going on, she wants the safety of her bed, her comfort place, and she will relax there. What the heck, I'll give it a try. 

Sweetie was so enjoyable when I got home. She just smiled and smiled. She missed me, and it showed. She shone like the sun when I got back from my golf game. It was so nice to see that look on her face, to see those "Love eyes" looking at me. Those non verbal emotions coming through. She is still in there.

It turns out that lunch seems to be her best meal of the day. She will gobble down a sandwich, and a cup of applesauce in nothing flat. Which is also one of the reasons I've gone to putting her Oil on food. It is easier, less combative, and we both enjoy its effect. 

In the morning, I've mentioned all the stuff we do while she is on the potty, and one of those things is giving her her first dose of Oil. It has become part of the morning routine, and boy is it nice. 

Also, her elbow is getting better, lady even mentioned it. So, with that encouragement in my pocket, I continue with some certainty, I'm doing something right. So, it will continue. 

Sweetie is trying to use her right hand more and more. Soon she will get it down and working. I know when that happens, I can't just stop what we are doing, I have to keep it up until her arm is healthy. 

A good day on the Road to Dementia Town, that is what my Driver tells me. I already knew that, and His words confirm it. I know that there time ahead, hard time, and this respite will be looked back upon, and I will draw strength and hope from it. Sometimes the past is a place to draw from, as Driver, Sweetie, and me head down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.