10 item brain.

My two favorites, Sweetie and Old Glory.

We are between that place where life is getting hard. Between the rock and a hard spot. As we are in the senior years of our lives, Sweetie has another force squeezing the life out of her. Her Dementia, another unstoppable force that is applying its force, and her life is being forced out, like toothpaste. 

When we were young and even though we knew that life has an expiration date, we lived as if we would never be here, at this time, at this place, and yet here we are. In the closing years of our lives. My goal is to make Sweetie as happy as she can be, to make sure she is safe and well taken care of. Do no harm is my motto for these days. 

On a side note, I mentioned my legs aching. One of my readers suggested that I might be dehydrated. I shocked off the idea of being dehydrated, then I thought about how I don't drink as much water as I used to. I can report, I've increased my water consumption, and the pain is subsiding. Thank You. 

Also, it seems that my post are not being added to the Dementia site as quickly as they used to. So, if you come on line, and don't see my posting there, come directly to the blog, and more than likely you'll find my newest post. 

Tuesday

"Good morning Sweetie." is how I greeted her when I came into her room. She had been moving around for awhile, and I knew that it was time. Opening up the drapes and letting the daylight come in, I moved towards the bed. She was reluctant to my suggestions as to getting out of bed. So, with a little prodding, I got her up.

It was a unbalanced morning. When she tried to stand up I held her until she could balance herself. Into the bathroom we went. She didn't want to go in, so I had to "guide" her. When I got her pants down, and had her sit on the toilet, I hear that "splash" and I knew and smiled. Job well done. Showered and dressed, out for breakfast. 

She just isn't eating as much as she used to. It bothers me, and at the same time, I know that there isn't much I can do about it. Right now, I'm using ensure on her cereal, and mixing the rest with her prune juice. She will sit and eat never saying whether or not she likes it. I think she doesn't know what taste like what, and as long as she doesn't spit it out, I'll keep doing what I'm doing to get food into her. 

Dehydration comes to mind. So, I'm going to try adding water to our meals instead of milk. There are so many things that can cause her behavior to be erratic and lack of water in one of them. That is also something I can add while we play golf. 

Ran into some old golf friends yesterday. It was good to see them, and they were happy to see us. Kept my pars in a row intact. So, it was a good round. 

Sweetie was fading by the eighth hole, and we had to head for the car early. Got her home, fed and to bed to recharge. 

We were able to finish the day with a mall crawl, some shopping, and dinner. Not a bad day in total. 

Well, here we are, getting ready to head out for another day out on the Road to Dementia Town. Doing the best we can to keep all things right, not getting upset when I've realized that I've been missing something that was common before. By adding something new, something old gets left behind. Sometimes I think I've got a 10 item brain, and when I add something new to it, something old gets bumped out. Driver does His best to help me remember, but it is me that does the work. So it is, as we go, Keeping Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God bless.