How much longer?

Hi Honey.

We made it through another day without too much drama. It is the nights that seem to get longer. With that I'm at my wits end in dealing with them. 

We still have our moments, the hand holding, the little kisses, and of course, the occasional "I love you" still can be heard. The question that sits quietly in the the back of my mind, "For how much longer?". 

Its not the question of longevity, but the phase she is in. I watch her walk around the house, and she is like a little old lady, walking bent forward, waking slowly towards where ever she is going. 

I remember the Alzheimer's training I took shortly after I retired. The different stages, the different types of Dementia. Finding out that Alzheimer's was just a type of Dementia not the other way around. 

Of course the big question that was asked, was how long does it take?

I think that is the is the hardest, toughest question of them all. Unlike most disease, there isn't a set time line, and the behaviors are as numerous as there are people who have it. So, anything said is set in sifting sand. For us, the expression I'd use, is the wet sand. For the ebb tide of Dementia keeps washing in and taking Sweetie's love notes to me away. 

Wednesday 

Decided to give Sweetie a full shower this morning. I watch her on the cam, and see that she is scratching her head, so I thought a shampoo would help. I'll see as we progress. I am thinking about switching back to a anti-itch shampoo, see if that helps. 

It was the woman's golf league turn to play golf morning, so I got a later tee time, 11;30 (which I believe to be too late for Sweetie. Will reset for next week.). Here we have another slide, Sweetie not wanting to leave the cart to join me on the tees and greens. It just worries me that when she stays in the cart, that I'll turn and she is gone, out walking. Not good for us, we'll see what becomes of it. 

Tried to have a repeat dinner with her eating everything, no such luck. Made mash potatoes last night. I now buy our potatoes separately because they are more uniform in size. I am just amazed at the amount of mash potatoes they make.

Even when I put a small portion on her plate, it seems to over whelm her visually. She was up and down again. After she ate that part of the meal I had put her CBD on, I waited for her to get up and cleared the table. 

Things went well for the most of the night. Then about 1am, she was up and walking about the house. When she would come back into the room, I'd wait to see what she would do. Up and down, and again and again. About an hour before it was time for me to get up, she came back to bed went to sleep. As suggest by you, she might have a UTI. I have some cranberry extract, I will start putting that in her food, see if it helps.      

I know where my help comes from, for He is the one driving this car. I know that I'm the co-driver here. When He does give me a chance to drive, I always seem to get us lost. He will just give me that gentle smile, and guide us back to where we are meant to be. Sweetie, Me and our Driver. On the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.