USS Midway.
Love this picture, for it is just like her. Welcoming, arms wide, with the Midway behind her, her Navy heritage. She was so happy to be on board for a short while. Even though she had never been on an aircraft carrier, she had been on ships while her dad was in the Navy. Never served, but she's an old salt.
I've talked about finding Easter Eggs the next day and yesterday was one of those days.
It started well, got her up earlier then normal. I'm beginning to get her up when I go and check on her to see if she is still sleeping. Most of the times, she isn't asleep, she is just laying there, not knowing where she is or what to do. Most morning she has a bright smile on her face when she see me and yesterday a good smiling morning.
A good report, she took her first bit with her right hand at dinner. I had to help just a little, but she did it. Lordy, I was thrilled. What a Easter Egg. She tried a couple of more times, but just couldn't. We are on the road to recovery and that makes me feel good.
Something to ponder. One of the strange things she does when she go to bed is the way she gets into bed. There are times when she will separate the top and bottom sheets and gets in. Then there are the nights she will get under the bedspread on top of the top sheet and she refuses to let me help her. Again, the policy of does it do any harm? If not, who cares, she is in bed.
She was up and down last night. She sat with me, went to bed, got up, sat with me some more. Went back to bed when I had a zoom meeting and when it was done, she was up again. It was then that Mr. Sundowner came to pay a visit. She lead me back to her bedroom, wanted me to lay down, and she took off for the living room and the front door. I stopped her, and after three attempts to get out, she finally went back to bed. About 20 minutes later, she made one more attempt, was blocked, and got mad, and back to bed for the night.
An Easter Egg was found this morning in last night episode. The Easter Egg of me being up. I thought about it, and if I had gone to bed, she would of gotten out. See what I mean, the Easter Egg was hidden last night and the morning reveled it. For it was hidden inside of last night.
Isn't it like my Driver, waiting to nudge me in the right direction to find those hidden blessings. Not only finding joy, but finding reason for my being in the right place at the right time. Last night I was able to short circuit a difficult time and then see where the blessing are. Driver informs me that around every corner, there are blessing to behold. So, buckle up, hang on, and away we go. Down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.
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I love reading these. I care for and love my 92-year young husband with dementia. I so understand this journey and its ups and downs.
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