Sweetie loves roosters.
I could never understand this love for roosters and at the same time, if I was stuck for something, a gift to give her. Anything with a colorful rooster on it would do. Like this hansom fellow. She loved this picture.
Finding those things that used to excite her and still do, are harder and harder to find.
Sunday
When I got out of my office, I found Sweetie wondering around the front door. Seeing that the dead bolt had been opened but the lock on the door knob was still in the lock position. I think she was trying to get out and the childproof cover stopped her. I'm going to be more aware from now on.
We had a good day, with each passing day, she is more and more willing to just sit and watch TV. Or she is also willing just to sit. As long as she knows that I'm close by, she is content.
When I got breakfast for us, she is trying to use her right arm more and more. One of the sad things is to watch her attempt to put food into her mouth. Her right hand shakes, and the effort to put food in her mouth and she shakes, and the arm just won't make it to her mouth, she tries to bend over for it, and just at the last second, the food falls off her fork. If I try to help her, she gets mad at me. I feel so helpless, and at the same time, I'm glad to see her trying to use the arm.
We watched Pixar movies all day. They are good for her, some drama, but not enough to upset her, and enough laugh and fun to entertain her and me. We also got out and walked around our block, twice, for some sunshine and fresh air.
I skipped lunch just to see how she would do. On the weekends I have a couple of zoom meetings in the early evening, so we eat dinner earlier. By skipping lunch and having an earlier dinner, she seemed to be willing to eat more, which, for me, is a good sign. Think I'll try it again today. All in all, it was a good day, as most days are. There wasn't any fuss about the day, and she stayed by my side, which is also good.
Peaceful Sunday is what we had with Driver at the wheel. Spring is here, there are blossoms on the trees, and the country side is dressed in colors. As we head down the Road to Dementia Town, ohhing and awwing as we go, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.
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