TWA crash site.

At the TWA Crash site.

I should explain this picture. On the westside of the Sandia's, a popular destination for hikers is the TWA crash site. Back in the '50's, a commuter jet got lost in the fog on takeoff from Albuquerque's airport. In the fog, they flew right into the mountain, no survivors. Over the years, more and more hikers began to hike up to it. It isn't an easy hike. You experience what the rescuers went through just to get there, and the task of bring what they could back down. 

As you can see, there is still wreckage at the site. Hikers will bring up mementoes to honor those who lost their lives in the crash, there is a plaque that tells of the event as you come into the crash site. It was one of my favorite hikes to get ready for the Grand Canyon hike later in the year. 

Hiking was one of the things that I was looking forward to when we retired. How Dementia has changed things. All those plans that we had, and now in the circular fine, and new ones are being made daily. I'm just happy that we can do what we can, with what we have. 

Sunday

Sunday is somewhat of a rough day for us. I don't know if it is the lack of activity that comes about, or this is the day she gets her hair washed, or what. 

This is also the day I cut her hair again. She is good at sitting and letting me hack away on her hair. I knew it had grown from our last adventure to the barber shop. It is short again, and just in time to let it grow out for the Holidays. I'm getting better at what we do, and it is easier and quicker. Have to trim her neck, just a little clean up.

While she is in a good mood, we headed for the mall. Did our walk about, took a ride into the country side, then home. 

Sunday is her not so good day, and it seems that no matter how I space her CBD, she still has a touch of sundowners. Today, I decided to wait until she was beginning to show signs of destress before I would give her another dose. It seemed to work better this way. It took some time for the CBD to go to work, and by letting her work out her behavior difficulties made it easier on me. 

By knowing what was going on, and allowing her to have her own way, helped us both. I was relaxed, and she was doing what she needed to do. 

As the evening went on, we soon found ourselves, on the couch, watching "James and the Giant Peach." Then a time with Johnny, and off to bed. 

We started on a good road and then found some rough spots along the way. You know where there has been truck traffic and the road isn't smooth, but it is noisy and bumpy. Then ended the day on some smooth asphalt. That seems to be the reoccurring story lately. Driver up at dawn, ready the car, and away we go. Driver, Sweetie and me. On the Road to Dementia Town, enjoying the view, as we Keep Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.