3 hours sleep.

My Sweetie

I keep trying to push the envelope of TV programing and I keep loosing. When am I going to learn? 

Sometime I just get tired of watching kids and nature shows. I want something that will put a little thrill in my watching. That, my friends, is a road that always leads to disaster.

Monday 

I tried what I thought was mild drama, and by my standards it is. By Sweetie's Dementia it was way out of bounds. I tried NCIS. Nope, nada, never again. Sweetie got stoned face, and irritable real fast. She was up and down all day after watching one episode. By the time I turned it off, the damage was already done. 

She would get up and go to bed, then up, and then back to bed again. A pattern that means she doesn't feel safe, that danger is about to pounce on her. No matter what I say or did, wasn't enough. Even extra doses of oil and lotion wouldn't set the emotion clock right. 

It wasn't until later when I had Cars 3 on, that she started to hold my hand, to cuddle just a little. It wasn't over yet. 

When we went to bed, she tossed and turned just about all night. Which meant I was up too. I think I got about a total of 3 hours sleep, which I can handle, for her, that is another story. 

I've decided that I'm going to get her up a little earlier this morning, and get her outside today. I want to tucker her out a little, so that when we go to bed tonight, she will get some real sleep. Planning on both the mall and golf today, weather permitting the golf today. 

Each day on the Road to Dementia Town is a different adventure. There are days of road construction, of washed out sections, and just stretches of rough and bumpy pavement. That was what we hit yesterday. Again, Driver did His best to keep it smooth over the potholes and cracks. I know He will find smoother pavement when he can. After all, we are trudging down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.