That's more like it.

That's more like it.

Living with Sweetie, is like being on a swing with her. The days that move up to the ugly days, and then as soon as we hit the peak of the swing, we go into the beautiful days.

At first I didn't see the mood changing, it was too late by then. Now I see the subtle changes. It is not one thing, just a bunch of little things. How she takes her CBD, or how she follows me around the house, holding my hand. The ease in which I can check her pull ups. 

They are not just a wake up, and she is either good or bad, it is which way her pendulum is swinging. 

Tuesday

I was talking with a friend of mine, when I happened to check my phone to see how she was doing, and she was up, making the bed. Time to hurry and catch her before she went into the living room. 

She is at the point of not knowing who I am. To her I'm the nice guy that she sees every morning. So, when I came into the room, she brightened and smiled at me. With an introduction, a hug and a kiss, we were on the way to getting the day going.  

For breakfast, she gets a bowl of cereal, half a banana, and juice. When she is finished with that, I give her a biscuit cut in half, toasted, with butter, CBD, and jam. She always seems surprised that she gets that, smiles, and shows me her heart. 

She was happy, yet not ready to leave the house this morning. Gaining confidence in her ability to stay home, I left to do my morning golf game. 

The golf was very enjoyable this day. A friend showed up, teamed up, and off we went. My game was better then yesterday. Like anything, golf is a humbling game, an unforgiving game, and a game of rewards. For me, yesterday, I birdied the 8th and 9th holes.

The 8th is a par 4, I was on in two, and sunk a 6 footer. The 9th is a par 3. My drive was on the fringe, just off the green, yet close enough to putt from there. About a 10 foot putt, and in the hole it went. The first ever 2 birdy golf game in my life. Damn, I'm good, and with that, I've cursed my next round.

Got home to find Sweetie in bed, as usual. Fixed us some lunch, and then off to do some grocery shopping. I'm glad I didn't try to add a walk about at the mall, for she was sagging at the grocery store. She tried to be friendly, just wasn't quite there. Back in the car, home, she was with me, and that is the best I can describe her energy levels. 

Home again, did some laundry, and got ready to finish the day. 

Shoes off, socks off, feet up, sitting on the couch with her by my side. Watching "Monster Inc." We napped through most of it. With nothing on the evening schedule, we were able to just relax and have a good ending to a good day. What a difference a day makes. 

When we got into the car, I noticed the matts were vacuumed, the windshield was bugless, and Driver had a grin on His face. I knew that we were going to have a good day. When you're on the Road to Dementia Town, and the windshield is cleaned, you know it will be an easy day to Keep Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.