Sweetie's sleep cycle.

"I luv U."

It is a wonder when all that I plan, all that I hoped for happens. Those observations that will pry open my understanding, to get me out of the same rut, to move me and find an understanding and then a plan to resolve it can and does happen. 

It seems that I was right about Sweetie's sleep cycle. That she was resting too much during the day, and being awake during the night was what was causing our rough mornings, and some upsetting evenings. Sleep at the right time is the answer. 

Monday

It is time for me to get Sweetie up. Opening the door, I'm greeted with her sitting up, beaming her smile at me, being ready to move. She was already getting out of bed when I walked in. What a difference a good night sleep makes. 

There wasn't any sign of resistance to what we were doing. From the moment I opened the door into the bedroom to finishing breakfast and heading off to the course. 

I couldn't help myself in feeling some what freed by her morning. In the car, singing along with the radio, holding her hand, made everything just fall into place. 

This morning, there was a young man at the first hole, asked if he was a single, and would he like to join us, my golf partner and me. He would and did. 

He was a big bull of a man, with a gentle spirit. Which, as it turned out, he is part of the music ministry of a local church. Which fit right in with us. Like most churches, Monday's are a day off for him and his wife told him to get some exercise, so here he is, walking the course, and getting exercise. Funny how that works. 

Sweetie was just a much fun as she has been in a long, long time. Smiling walking to the tees and greens. Holding my club when I carried two clubs to my next shot, and having a great time. Even to the point of talking to our new friend. 

It was for the first time, I didn't tell of Sweetie's Dementia, thought I'd let him figure it out for himself. Sometimes I think I tell people about her Dementia to make myself look like the suffering saint and get favor in their eyes. I need to get a grip on the fact that Dementia is our normal, and be comfortable in that normal. 

At the end of the round, extended an invitation for him to join us. His answer was he might. Monday was the time to drop the kids off at school, and the wife wanted him to get more exercise, and golf was his answer and we fit right in that slot. Hope so. 

The rest of the day went as well as the morning. Did hit a rough spot later in the evening, that trap of relaxing and watching TV, missing a dose, and having to play catch up. Outside of that, it was a wonderful blessed day. 

The Road to Dementia town was a super highway yesterday. The time and miles just flew by. We were not going faster than normal, it was just so nice, the time didn't matter. Driver was relaxed behind the wheel, and we copied that feeling of being relaxed. What a blessed time it was, being relaxed, resting comfortably, moving down the road, with Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.