Something special this day.

Sunset

In Scripture, God is described as a creator. There isn't anything that is old in God's world, for what He does, He does once and is never repeated. Sunsets, sunrise, they are unique, new and never repeated. 

Each and everyday with Sweetie is the same uniqueness to it. Where will she be today? When I get her up, I try to maintain a certain conformity to each day. Yet from the moment I open the bedroom door, a new day, a new time, and new behavior will be awaken, and I'll have to learn what is new this day. 

Monday

Monday, Labor Day, a once family gathering day, a BBQ day, a day with family filling the house with noise, laughter, and a feeling that all is well. Not this year, and I doubt ever again. 

Sweetie was the family anchor, she was the one that made it all come together. For those special holidays, those family gatherings, they were her time to have her children and grand children around her. Like a mother hen, she would gather them and she would shine. 

Today was just another 24 hours to get through. I had long ago gotten rid of my BBQ, and there aren't any phone calls, no plans made for any type of gathering. Without any regret, we move on with the day. 

Sweetie is up when I check her on my phone. Quickly, to the door and greet her. She is at least an hour early and that could mean trouble later in the day. When she is up this early, I know her batteries won't last long. 

Sure enough, after breakfast, and with extra time, I cleaned up the kitchen, emptied the trash and let her watch Winnie the Poo. 

As I was getting ready to head out, I tried to get her excited about coming with me. I can now read what will happen, and sure enough, she headed to that well worn spot, the bed. She was already drained and was asleep in a flash. 

I've started locking the door to the garage as a precaution to keeping her safe. I watched her open that door once, and she has tried again since then, not being successful, but she tries. So, the locking of the dead bolt is just one more level of safety in my mind. 

Played with a couple from Rio Rancho, and the lady was a nurse over at University of New Mexico Hospital. Told her I was, before I retired, a Copier Technician and UNMH was one of my accounts. With a connection point and something in common, we talked. I told her about Sweetie, and like so many before her, got the "I'm sorry". 

I told her, I wasn't and don't be. For because of Dementia, I've learned to love my wife so much more then before Dementia. 

Loving her is so much more now. It is a love that doesn't demand, doesn't expect, it just loves. Though it all, I am so blessed to be able to take care of her. 

After the game, and home, she was still in bed. Got some lunch for us, got her up, and after lunch, headed out to do some grocery shopping. I've learned that we can no longer do a mall crawl and shop. She just doesn't have the stamina to do both. 

Home, back to bed, and I'm on my own. 

Planed to have pork for dinner. I bought a new terrariaca sauce and used it last night. It wasn't that good, or I used too much and spoiled the flavor. It was the first meal that I ended up throwing down the garbage disposal. If I won't eat it, its bad. 

Made a quick meal for Sweetie, then off to our meeting, which was another adventure. 

Seeing people in the parking lot, thought, no one with a key is here. Sure enough, the person who was going to open the meeting had forgot that she was going to do that. 

A phone call later, and she was on her way. Better late then no meeting at all. 

Home again, for our dessert, TV, holding hands and bed time. 

The ride seem longer then usual. Driver had chosen a new road to follow. Thought it was good for us to have a new view point, which was on the way. He was right, for I saw what I'd been missing. How much more I love this trip. To see the country side in all its beauty. Something special this day on the Road to Dementia Town, especially this day, we were Keeping Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.