Dread the time...

Huntington Beach Pier. 

It was just the fact of the new day, that we got off on a good foot. I'm working on using those wakeup confusion morning time to get Sweetie ready for the day. I am beginning to coordinate the time we are together with when I get her up to when she goes to bed at the end of the day. I'm finding the earlier I get her up, the earlier she wants to end the day. 

I'm using a new phrase to get her to take her Oil. When she asks me what it is, I tell her it is her medicine, and then the why. So, now I've added "The doctor said you have to take it." She stops fighting and takes it. I know that she will soon resist again, so I'll enjoy this for however long it last. 

The weather was nice as so we took walks in the neighborhood instead of going to the mall. So refreshing to be outside, to feel the sun on my face, to feel the breeze and walk hand in hand with Sweetie. We took two walks, one before and after lunch. 

My goal was to drain her energy so she will sleep better. I sleep much better too when I know she has been using up her energy. That is when I know she will be sleeping through the night. 

I dread the time when she will want to stay up all night, walk the house, and try to get out the front door. I've read stories of others and the their nightly wrestling match to calm their love ones and get back to some bed time. 

I feel very fortunate that Dementia doesn't make life more difficult than what it is. I can remember back when she was struggling with sundowners, the fights, the yelling and emotional upheavals. Then, the beginning of finding something that would help her. I tried the OTC sedatives, they helped, not the answer. Then we started using Hemp Oil, and that has been the saving solution so far. 

Learning how to use, how much to use, and when. That has changed over the years to where we are now. Once in the morning while getting her ready for the day, then on food during the day. 

That and being ready to walk with her when she gets the urge to get out the front door. With the warmer days, why not let her go, with me in tow of course. We get walking time in, she uses up her body energy and burns out whatever it is that drives her outside. Makes for a nice ending of the day. 

The Road to Dementia Town seems to go on and on. When we come to a hilltop, I can see the road before us. It just keeps going to the horizon. When I mention this to my Driver, He just nods and tells me not to look at the horizon, but the curve ahead. For it is the curves that are most important, for they have hidden challenges and rewards in them. As we go, traveling down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.