Nodding off.

My Sweetie

The difference 24 hours can make. From stand offish to holding hands. Walking, strolling, and just sitting. 

I'm beginning to realize just how fragile she is. There isn't any telling her to put her big girl pants on, for she doesn't know the meaning of the words put together in that way. The longer we are on this trip, the more I miss my Sweetie. She is becoming like a hologram, something that I can see, but cannot put my hands on it. Not her body, for I can hold hands with her, hug her, and even kiss her. But what I'm holding, hugging, kissing is but a shell of what was. 

Tuesday

It was time to get her up, and I'd been watching her on the Nanny Cam. She was out from under the covers, and when I went to get her up. She couldn't move. She hurt if she did. So with as much care as I could, I got her up. She cried, but help as much as she could. She was quite unsteady and took some time for her to be able to walk. 

In the bathroom, got her pants off, and her pull ups were dry. That is the first time in a long time that she has woken up dry. As I had said, I got her into the shower and proceeded to wash her bottom. She had dried matter on her butt, and when I washed her front, it too was dirty. She seemed more relaxed this time than the last. Will shower her again today. 

I decided that I would keep her awake as much as I could today, so she would get a good night sleep. 

So, it was off to the course, Sweetie in hand. Then home for lunch. We had grilled ham and cheese sandwiches. She did pretty good, and I was happy. She still has a good appetite. When we were finished, she started to nod off. So, I put her down for a nap. When she got up, we headed out for to do our mall crawl. Upon arrival, she was nodding off again, in the car and that isn't normal for her. She seemed so tuckered out that I thought better of doing the mall crawl. 

Back home, back to bed, and I prepared our dinner. After dinner, we got comfortable on the couch, and that is where the rewards of the day are, sitting, watching, and holding hands. 

It never fails that Driver will find a smooth road to roll on after the twisty one the day before. Sure there were some turns and bumps along the way, but isn't that life. I believe He is preparing me for the rougher roads ahead. As we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.