Waiting to emerge.

Getting ready for the 4th.

Another day, and new month. Can you believe it, half of the year is gone, and it seems that it just began. As I look back, it seems like the slow moving ball is rolling down the ramp at an ever increasing angle. That there are times when Sweetie's behavior is just fading. 

There are times when I ask myself if what I'm doing makes a difference for her. The answer always comes back "Yes." Even as I am writing this, I have to think, what would it be like if I didn't do what I'm doing now.

First off, where would she be? And who would be looking after her if I didn't. Those are the "what ifs" that can drive me nuts if I dwell on them too much. 

I know that the CBD is making a difference in her personality as we travel down this path. I also know that the stress lotion is another homeopathic solution to her anger and meanness that is waiting to emerge when the CBD wears off. In tandem, I have the tools to somewhat of good life with her. 

Wednesday 

As I watched her, can see her fidgeting about on the bed and say a quite prayer, please let her go back to sleep. The answer is a resounding "No." as I watch her get up and make the bed. 

It is time, and I am not the time keeper here. She is up and there is nothing I can do to get her back to bed. So, the day begins. 

After our normal, but untimely, start, we're off. 

Lately she has been taking off the top pad that she has slept on for the past year. I'll find it under her pillow, on the bed table, or she'll use it as a blanket. I feel fortunate that I've put 2 pads under the fitted sheet to protect the mattress from getting wet. If this behavior continues, it looks like I'll be changing the sheets just a bit more. Grateful we have enough to use, so I don't have to wash one every day. 

My golfing partner called and had to cancel, hoping that he'll be able to make it Thursday. So, I took Sweetie with me this time. She was awake and told me she wanted to go with me. 

It amazes me on how there are times when she will answer questions. There are times when the words come out of her mouth that match what has been asked. Then there are the times when I cannot even make any sense out of them. The golf question was one of these times. 

At the course, she is willing more and more to stay in the cart while I'm playing. For me, it is unnerving, because she may bolt from the cart, and I have to chase after her. Getting back in, is a task all in itself. At that point, it is time to go home. That didn't happen yesterday. Got the full nine holes in. 

I'd been getting some text from a group of work buddies and they had set up a lunch get together. We had been chatting and texting over the years, and it sounded like fun. 

We went, and had a grand time. Talked about what happened after I left, and there was the same old noise about how bad managers were, and I thought, the more things change the more they stay the same. 

May have picked up a friend or two that might be willing to play some golf with me. Always good news, the more the better. 

Told them about the new Corvette that I have coming next month. Fell into a deal that I couldn't pass up. Basically, called a dealership, was talking about having a car transported here and as we continued our talk, the question was asked what makes that car so special. 

It's the color, yellow. I want another yellow Corvette. Just so happens, he had a customer back out of an order, a yellow Corvette, and it was up for grabs. After talking it over with my DIL, because Sweetie wouldn't be able to answer me, I decided to do it. It should be her by the end of July. So exited. Thank you Lord. 

 

After we got home, it was time to settle in to our evening routine. TV, dinner, and more TV. We watch about half a movie and finish it the next day. Last night, we watch half of "War Room." A lesson on how to use prayer as tools for battle. Pray to protect, and Prayers to see the blessings. Again, thank you Lord for I needed to see the lessons that were in it for me. 

Driver knows, just how He knows shouldn't be hard for me to understand. For He knows all things, for it is part of His resume. With that in His scared hand, He gets behind the wheel, and off we go, heading down the Road to Dementia Town. Smiling, singing songs and hymns, and Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.