Something new.

Us.

One of the questions that I never get asked is "What is it like living with your wife, now that she has Dementia?". I find that interesting. For there isn't any one answer that will convey my feelings. For there are the times of tears, times of smiles, and I cannot tell you about the anger, the frustrations, the feeling of fear when she passes out. 

Like last night, her constant moving, scratching, adjusting, trying to get comfortable, to sleep. Ah blessed sleep for both of us. With me rolling over holding her hand, listening to her whimper, reassuring her that I'll take care of her, that she is safe with me. She relaxes, and then it starts all over again. 

Tried her oil, helped some, it wasn't until I got a dollop of Stress relief lotion and rubbed it on her neck, that she was able to relax and go to sleep. Lordy, I'm so glad that I have these tools that can help. To let her relax and go to sleep. 

Started something new, and so far it seems to work. I'm getting her up around 9. She isn't ready to get up, so I have to work with her to get her out of bed and into the bathroom to change her. Then after that is all done, cleaned, wiped, changed, morning oil, I put her back to bed. She goes eagerly and lays back down. She stays there for about an hour, and soon joins me in the living room. Where I set her down, turn on TV, and start our breakfast. The first thing I give her is her toast, with her dose of Hemp oil on the toast, with a sprinkling of cinnamon and sugar to cover the oil, then cereal with ensure, and we head on down the road for the rest of the day. 

Driver is smiling at us as we get into the car. We on the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.