Making plans for '22.

Simba

Another day done. Another time spent together, and that seems to be the folly of our existence. Sweetie and me. There are the joys of holding hands, the job of taking care of her needs, knowing that what I'm doing is what I'm supposed to be doing. 

As a caregiver, I'm learning to balance this crazy lifestyle. My early raising, my watching her on my phone, Always trying to have a smile on my face, wanting to be one step ahead of what she is doing. Learning that when she doesn't want to leave the house, that it is OK

for her to stay home for short periods of time. She isn't a danger to herself or the house yet. 

Making plans for '22. Because of the pandemic, the squadron reunion plans had to be canceled. There are new ones again for Pensacola in April. I've already made my reservation and am looking forward to a wonderful time away. 

One of my shipmates lives in Kingman, Az. and we are talking about caravanning there. Nice to have some company on the drive to Florida. 3 days on the road there, 3 days there, and then home. 

I hope that by next year, most of the foolishness of this Covid goes away. But right now it is, in my opinion, mostly political, not medical. So, I'll have to wait until the government "assures" me that I'll be fine to leave and travel about. 

Still don't have my Tweety back. It is taking 

forever to get the parts. It doesn't look that bad, it is the radiator behind the intake that is taking the time to get. Because there is a labor shortage, everything takes longer. I was told that if everything goes fine, I'll get her back by mid or end of September. 

Starting to seek out a respite place for Sweetie while I'm gone. My lady said that she would visit with her while I'm away so she doesn't get lonely. Sweetie will need that. 

Monday

All in all, it was a good day. Sweetie was up earlier then normal, again. So, maybe this is going to be her new normal. Having to check her and found her making the bed, I quickly went in and greeted her. 

We had our normal morning, and after breakfast, and a little cleaning up, headed out to face the day. Sweetie was very good on the course, chatting away in her Dementiaies. While I'm trying to understand and respond to her. She even tried to joke and laugh with me.

Our new friend was there waiting for us to get started. It was nice to see him there. He told us that his wife was happy for him to have a some friends to play with. 

After golf, the pattern continued. Walk about then home for lunch. Sweetie seemed tired, so she took a nap, and I had some work to do with a credit reporting company, not looking forward to their tactics. Did get something done, and now waiting for their report. 

Went to the zoo later in the afternoon, after 4, and it was almost deserted. All the inside exhibitions were closed and it was getting toward the heat of the day. Stopped and fed the ducks and koi, did happen upon some little boys and shared the food with them. Ended up giving the bag to their mom and headed home.

I've been doing, with some difficulty, attempting to clean her teeth. She won't let me us a brush, so I use a cotton swab in an attempt to remove food from the front of her mouth. She fights me all the way. This time, I won, and then she responded by going back to bed. 

She didn't come out to eat when dinner was ready, so I let her stay in bed. Had a meeting to go to, and that is when she came out. After the meeting, she wanted her dinner, so I warmed it up and she ate. 

We finished the day on that famous note of TV, desert, and bed. 

Just another day in the sun, watching the hills and dells go by, as we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.