Complex and simple.

At home.

Can life get anymore complex and simple at the same time?

Complex; As in knowing that Sweetie needs things done for her. Meals need to be prepared, pullups changed, and to be watched  all the time. 

Simple; These are the simple tasks of take care of her. I simply have to do them. When I do, life is good, it is when I don't, that is when life gets hard. 

You ever get mad a God? Just want to shake my fist at Him, yell at Him, get the reason for why my Sweetie! 

It is then, I remember just where we were in our marriage. We were in a rough spot, and things weren't looking good for us as a couple. Then Sweetie started depending on me is such away, that it touched me. It awoke my old love for her. Compassion had come alive again, and my heart knew, I could not leave her. 

That sprout of love began to grow, and grow it did. Bearing fruit as it has grown. I've been able to shed my resentments for all the fighting we did over her kids, over money, over my selfish desires, and then to have a new target for my love, my caring, my new growth for being a good husband. It had been there all along, and I'd been missing it. Sweetie. 

Saturday 

It was a roller coaster of a day. It started early with me watching Sweetie stirring around on the bed. It was 3 in the morning, and way too early to get her up. She did go back to sleep, and I was happy she got some more sleep. 

When I did get her up, she didn't want to get up, so with much urging, she did get up. Leading her to the bathroom and her morning shower. 

She had a full pullup, and that made me happy. I've been waiting for that to happen. Undressed and into the shower she went. Washed, dried, and dressed, we headed to the living room for TV, breakfast, and waiting for my lady to show up. 

When she did, Sweetie recognized her and when she did, she lit up with a smile and twinkling eyes. Those are special moments for me, because she is still in there. So, with a couple of words of catch up, I was off. 

Met a young man on the first tee, and he asked me if I'd like to join him. Haven't had that happen before, and with a handshake we teed off. A good player he turned out to be. We had some good talks along the way, and a good round. 

When I returned home, my lady and Sweetie were waiting for me. She gave me a report on how Sweetie did. They had a good time, the house was cleaned, and the last load of laundry was in the dryer. 

After she left, we took off for the walk about and some grocery shopping. We made our walk about easily enough, it was while grocery shopping, that is where we some problems. 

Sweetie fainted. After I got her up, we were able to finish and head home without difficulty. 

When we got home, she went down again. This time, after she got up, I gave her some applesauce, which seemed to help. We were good for the rest of the evening. 

It was after we went to bed, that I was awaken by the covers being removed. Sweetie was up, and muttering about the boys again, and I had to get her back to bed, and was successful, I thought. 

When I got up, she wasn't in bed with me. I figured she was in the living room, sitting on a chair or the couch. I was wrong. She was lying on the floor in the hallway. I was torn between leaving her there or getting her back to bed. The latter was the answer. So, with much insisting, was able to get her up, moving, and back to bed. There she is now. Hoping she'll stay there until a more normal time to get out of bed. 

We had some tricky curves to navigate yesterday. Driver made is look easy, as we turned left, then right, and then left again. He was able to keep us on the Road to Dementia town without difficulty. I may get excited with His driving, but He knows what He is doing. As we go, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.