A lighting flash.

The forest

Can't see the forest for the trees? So close to what I'm seeing that I can't see what I'm seeing. Sounds confusing, and it is. 

Living with Dementia for as long as I have, sometimes the view from a mountain top isn't what it should be. The ability to see for miles and miles doesn't happen. I can be on the mountain top and only see that my boots are untied. I loose prospective of what is going on and what we are living through. 

I'm not perfect and yet I still try, as much as I know better, to control Sweetie. It is like telling the rain not to fall, or, the thunder not to clash after a lighting flash. It will happen, either right now, or a time after the flash. It will happen and there isn't anything I can do to stop it. 

What I can do, is wait. Wait for the storm to pass, the street to dry, and then the flowers to bloom. To smell the clean air, to see clearly, and if I'm lucky, see the rainbow afterwards. 

Friday 

It wasn't pretty, getting Sweetie up this morning. She seemed happy to see me, that was a good thing. It was the getting her up and the attempt to get her started that proved to be the problem. She had a real hard time with her balance, and it seemed that any attempt to walk was most difficult for her. 

We were able to make it to the bathroom, and with great care, on to the toilet. Once there, she acted as if she was going to faint. She couldn't stand up, and those times she tried, I had to help her sit back down. 

We waited until she could muster enough strength to stand and telling her that she needed to go back to bed, and I needed her to help me get her back there. She seemed to understand and with her help we made it. 

She was out, and would stay out for quite some time. Turning on TV, for to give her something to watch, if she got up, off I went. 

Watching her on my phone, I saw that she was in bed until I was on my way back home. When I got back, she was back in bed and asleep again. Knowing that she needed her sleep, I let her alone until she woke up. 

This time, she was up, happy, and hungry. She hadn't eaten since last night, so first thing was her applesauce. It is turning into her favorite food. As she ate her applesauce, I made her her half sandwich and milk. 

She was in good spirits after that, so we headed out. Walk about and some grocery shopping. Got it done with smiles left over. She was a different person then yesterday, or this morning. 

We finished our day with dinner, a short walk to get the 'vette, and to a meeting. Back home, we finished the day with cookies and milk, and TV. 

It seems that Driver had a difficult time getting the car started this morning. "Not to worry yourself about this, I'll have it fixed in no time." He told us. Sure enough, He no longer slipped out of the driver's seat, opened the hood, and with a tweak here and a twist there, He was back in the car and we were off. Down the Road to Dementia Town, for another day of ups and downs, twist and straights, and as always, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.