Without a sail or rudder.

To the theater

Pope Joy is the local theater here. It is on the Campus of the University of New Mexico. If you like, it is the cultural center of our town. When the Lion King was in town, I got tickets for us to go and see it. I wanted her to see it live. She had told me that this would be one of the things she'd like to do. It is a memory for me to keep, for she knows nothing of that day. 

As each day passes, there are times when I feel I'm a prisoner in the detention center at Dementia Town. But it is what it is. 

Yesterday, I met up with a lady I'd played with before. We talked about Sweetie, and she asked me how I do it. I came up with the visual of a Great Dane puppy. You buy the puppy because you love the dog. And as it grows, you become accustom to its size and the dog is just a dog. To someone new in the house, the dog takes up much space, draws much attention, and to an outsider it is a pain to have in the house. At the same time, to the owner, it is his special loveable dog. 

I'm not saying that Sweetie is a dog, I hope you understand that. What I'm saying is that, as Dementia progressed, I grew in my acceptance with what is going on with her. I am able to adjust and grow with her. Knowing that I am now the one who has to do the adjusting.

There are times when I feel we are on a raft, floating out in the middle of the Pacific. All I can see is ocean, with no help in sight. When a ship does come by and ask if I need any help? My answer is "Not yet, we're doing the best we can do."  The ship moves on, and we are alone again. I don't plot my course, for I am floating on the ocean without a sail or rudder and the wind and current will take me to where it will. I know someday we will land and the drifting will be over.  

Sweetie gets restless when I'm not sitting still. If I get up to make a meal, or do laundry, she gets nervous, and has to follow me. I guess we're back to an new form of shadowing. In reality, we never left it. 

Going to try to do some yard work today, for the temps are raising and Sweetie just might enjoy being outside with me. 

For us, it is just another day, in the car with our Driver, motoring down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.