A new way of being difficult.

Love her.

This is madding, the current ups and downs with her. We have been on a nice plateau for quite awhile. She has been giving signs of changes coming up and it seems we are at the jumping off place. 

A new way of acting, a new way of being difficult, and now for me a new Sweetie for me to learn, to find solutions on how to help her and keep us living the happy life.

Saturday

She doesn't want to get up, won't budge. Let her alone, she is sleeping most of the time. Today, I have her caregiver coming and this will be interesting. 

I'm not too worried about not showering Sweetie, because of last night. She should be fine. I'm always worried about UTIs and that is the main reason I wash her. A clean beginning should lessen the chance of her getting one. 

I tried just about all my tricks to get her up with no good results. In desperation it give her her morning dose of Hemp Oil. Sneak it between her lips and quickly shoot it into her mouth. My hope is that it will help her get going. She, of course, fights me when I squirt it in. She is in her "I won't do what you want, but I don't know what I want" and her "Just leave me alone" mode. 

Knowing that I will have a "free day" I get ready. Put my golf clubs in Tweety and wait. It seems like forever before her caregiver shows up. I know it is just me and a wanting to be by myself. 

She is here, and telling her about what is happening, she seems to take it all in stride. She goes in and talks with Sweetie, and she smiles and is happy to see her. She doesn't try to get up, just stays there. 

The me and her caregiver talk about what has happened with her. The rough day yesterday, and the idea that she may have had another small stroke. We'll just have to watch and see has she does today. 

I'm off, and it feels so good. 

The course is crowed, it is a Saturday after all. There is a large group on the tee before I can get off, so I get a bucket of ball, and warm up. 

After I teed off, and am walking to me ball, I hear someone yelling "Hey you" turn to see another golfer yelling at me to wait. He was told to join me as a twosome. 

Turns out, he is a much better golfer than me, and it makes me crank up my game, but it can't match his. We have a good time, talked about life, and find out he is the manager of the Santa Fe men's prison. Had some interesting conversation. 

Tell him about Tweety, and his eyes lite up, asked if that was the one that pulled in in front of him. Yes. 

After the game, we are walking to the parking lot, and he is right there with me. Asked if he wanted to take a look at Tweety, and he was like a kid in a candy store. 

Opened her up, and he stood with his hands behind his back just looking. I know the feeling, and I told him to get in, it was OK to do that. Took some pictures of him in the car, the trunk lid open, and more of the engine. He told me what a beautiful car Tweety is, and was thankful for letting him sit in it. 

When I got home, Sweetie was still in bed. The caregiver gave me her report on the day. She did get up and eat breakfast, not at the table, on the couch, her right arm wasn't working, so she made adjustments and fed herself. She was amazed at her ability to solve the problem of her arm not working. Sweetie is still as smart as ever. 

Tried several times to get her up, and failed. So I let her come to me. She did get up, sit with me and made it seem like all it well, and it was for a short time. 

As the day went on, she was fine until she abruptly got up, and that was it, she was walking with Mr. Sundowners for the rest of the day. 

Up and down, walking here and there, back and forth, and I knew it was going to be a rough evening. She finally went back to her nest for the night. When I went back to get into bed, there weren't any covers to pull back. She had taken them off, and was under the fitted sheet. Got her up, fixed the bed, and she went out to the living room. Tried to get her come back to bed with me, and of course she wouldn't come with me. Knowing that the more I push, the more she will resist, so leave her there knowing she will come to bed by her self and she did. We prayed, and went to sleep. Day was done. 

It seemed like there was a lot of cars on the Road to Dementia Town today. Swerving in and out of traffic. Driver was on his driving game today. Slowing down to let cars in, speeding up to get to an open space between groups of cars, so we could enjoy some quiet time. All in all, it was a good day to be on the road, after all, we Kept Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.