Is this the best?

Love her. 

After our visit from the Hospice people, I've come to the conclusion, that until Sweetie looses her mobility, there will be no need for extra, extra help. For the past 3 years, I've tried to get ahead of that which I think might come, and every time, my plans seem to be denied. Instead of taking our journey one day at a time, I'm trying to move to 6 months, a year, or more down the road. It just isn't happening. 

Sometimes I feel like Steve McQueen, in the movie "The Great Escape." Where he is in solitary, with a baseball and glove, throwing the ball against the wall and bouncing back to him. Motion, but not any improvement. Killing time, without gaining anything. 

Is this the best it is going to be? And the answer is "Yes.". For tomorrow, it will be something less then today, and those less days slowly add up to less of Sweetie. 

She is sleeping more, more willing to sit on the couch, watch TV. Heads back to the bedroom, crawls into bed, and will stay there. I'll check on her, and most of the time she is awake, just lying in bed. When I do get her out of bed, she is complaining that it hurts to move. 

The other day, I got her in the shower, and was able to get her on the bathroom scales, she hasn't lost anymore weight, so I must be feeding her what she needs. 

My Driver knows how frustrated I can get. He understands my frustrations. So, He arranges for a rest area to be available for us. So we can stop, get out, and stretch my legs. He has one planned for tomorrow. Just have to make it through one more day. And just like that today is bearable. For it is just another day on the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.