Some hills to climb.

Us

What do you do when everything seems just a little bit off? The truth is you don't do anything to try and change it. You just go forward and it is only when you think about the day, the event, or the time when there was a kink in it. By then, it is in the past, and you can't do anything but bemoan it. 

There isn't anything like two days in a row that are going to look like twins. There is always something that can turn your glad to sad in a second. 

Friday 

She is moving, and it is only 7 in the morning. Sleep just isn't in her agenda lately. Up and moving to get as normal a morning as we can. 

It is medicine time, pump her full of CBD. About a dose an hour in the morning, for about three doses. Load her up early, then the rest of the day goes by nicely. 

My sitter is here, and it is time for me to head out to my support meeting. As I was pulling out of the driveway, my phone went off. The man to take care of the car I was donating was at the dealer, and they wanted me there to pay for the work and sign off on the car. 

Back inside, grabbed the title of the old car, back on the road. Got things done at the dealer, old car is now a memory. 

For the rest of the day, it seemed off just a bit. The meeting was good, because I was the last to arrive, I was the last to share. Hearing some of the shares, I'm so glad that I'm committing myself to Sweetie. To keep her with me until she is call home. One of our fellows has had his wife in a facility for 5 years, and now she is headed for hospice. The end is near for her, and for him. 

Most of us talked about our wives not knowing that we are their husbands, what we do, and how do we handle it. It is the same, we just understand that there isn't anything we can do, and just move on. Loving and caring for her, that is our burden and reward. 

One of our fellows lost his wife years ago, and I don't think he has gotten over it. When he shares, you can still hear the pain of his broken heart as he speaks. Such love is hard to get over. 

After the meeting and golf, when I got home and relieve our sitter, Sweetie just wasn't her good self. Stand offish, she was. I realize that the sitter hadn't given her her medicine as often as I would. That is the difference between the hired help, and me. 

I see the difference in a well medicated Sweetie and one that the CBD is wearing out. It took me about an hour and double doses to get her balanced again. Where we could go out and take a drive and walk, holding hands and smiling. 

At dinner time, I made this chicken dish, with cut up chicken, celery, pineapple, mixed veggies, and shell pasta, cooked in Italian Dressing. Turned out pretty good, if you'd ask me. Sweetie started in, and then left, only to return to the table. This time, I loaded her spoon, and she ate, repeated the act, and she ate some more. We did this for the rest of the meal. She even had a second helping. For me, it was good to have her eat a good dinner. 

Did our after dinner TV watching, our cookies for desert, then to bed. 

Over all in all it was a good day. There were some hills to climb, and lows to glide over. Driver made sure we did it at the right speed and time. He is great at what He does. Down the Road to Dementia Town, we go, Driver Sweetie and Me. Me, holding Sweetie's hand, Driver behind the wheel, and as always, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.