Dementia, that insatiable parasite.

Flag that flew over the USS Arizona. 

Hawaii, Oahu, Pearl Harbor, the USS Arizona, are now just places in our memories, or should I say in my memory. There are times when I could just sit here and let the tears flow down my cheeks knowing that I will never experience them like that again. 

Sometimes it is just so damn hard not to loose it. It helps with me writing about how I feel, the knowing that today will be the same, yet it isn't going to be the same. For every night that Sweetie lays her head down on her pillow, Dementia, that insatiable parasite, will be munching on a memory and it will be gone in the morning. Which memory is on the menu, I do not know, I just know something will be gone. I know that I'm no longer there, in the present time we are now in. I'm in there as a past memory and each and everyday, someone else is munched away. 

This month we will be  celebrating our 34th wedding anniversary. For her, it will be just another day. For me, I will try to make the most of it, try not to get too melancholy, maybe even plan a little celebration for us. Our son's anniversary is just 10 days after ours, and my DIL and I have planned a joint celebratory lunch between the dates. A joint anniversary meal. For now, that will be the best we can do. Better something than nothing, and what is planned beats celebrating alone. 

Monday

It started the same, and ended the same. I'm now moving Sweetie away from the edge of the bed. (Thank you for your suggestions, most kind of you.) She goes quickly back to sleep after I move her. So, for now, that will be the strategy that will stay in place. 

Her morning shower is paying dividends in the way her personality is more perky after words, and seems to help her through the day. 

I also think my idea of dinner with more veggies, less starch, is also paying off. She has these small firm bowel movements, that used to be like wet farts, just real messy and hard to keep her bottom clean, which would cause discomfort over the day. 

With a gentle turn, we are headed in a different compass direction. It was almost imperceptible change, if it wasn't for the light coming in the car, you would of never know it. Driver, makes the change, for He knows that the Road to Dementia Town and it's changes is what this trip is all about. Smiling, singing, as we travel Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.