Day 2

Darkest before the dawn.

Day 2 of not advertising my blog on Dementia's Facebook's page. Yesterday no one came and read, so now what? 

I have a couple of choices. Go back and start linking my blog again on their page, or just putting it on my home page. Or Just continue as I have been, seeing if others will miss my blog and come looking for it. 

One of my readers posted that they will miss me when I no longer post on the other page. With no followers, will I continue writing? 

I think so, because I've gotten used to seeing my thoughts on what I felt, and understood about what is happening to Sweetie. If nothing else, I will be able to record what is going on with her and with me. 

Friday

Our morning was as normal and normal can be. It is wet outside because we had some early fall rain last night. I'm concerned about taking Sweetie with me to the golf course. There are showers in the forecast and I don't want her to get wet and catch a cold. 

It seems that the weather is cooperating with us. The sky is blue with a few clouds. Bundling Sweetie up, we head for the course. 

We are playing solo this morning. The course doesn't have many players on it so it is tee time. 

We catch up with a group in front of us, and they have at least one that is a novice. I was watching them, when one brought their golf cart onto the green, putted, and pulled it across the green to the next tee. 

I did something that maybe I shouldn't have done, I went and talked to them, especially the one that did the deed. 

While we were in conversation, the person said it was known to them, and what I saw, wasn't done by them. Because of their denial of the deed, I knew that no matter what I said from that point on, it would be deny, deny, deny. So, I just turn and went away. They knew that I knew, and that was good enough for me. 

Home for some lunch, rest, and then to Auto Zone to find out why my engine warning light is on and to get some new windshield wipers. Got the wipers, and a read out. 

Went to Jiffy Lube to get the work done. Was told that the manager would come by and tell us what was going on. Sat outside, won't wear a mask, and waited. When no one showed up, went back to see what was going on, no one was there. Inquired and was told why. Being ignored isn't a good way to treat me. Got into the car and left. 

Back home, went to You Tube to see what was causing me grief and how hard it is to fix it. 

Easy bit of repair, and with ordering the parts on Amazon, saving me bunches, next week I'll do it myself. 

Sweetie and me had a good afternoon, and all seemed well, until dinner time. Back to the not eating, walking to and from. Sometimes it is so frustrating. I do know, that if I try to force her, she just gets her back up and it doesn't do either of us any good. I'm making small portions for dinner because she has a good breakfast and lunch. Not starving. 

Get set to leave for my meeting, and she seems ready. Then at the last minute, she doesn't want to go. heads for her nest, and that's it. 

Headed for the meeting. While there, I kept watching her on my phone, and she was doing well. 

Last night, they needed a Treasurer for the group, and I put myself up for the position. Because there wasn't anyone else seeking the job, I was voted in. Just something else to help others and to fill up my day. 

Home, Sweetie was glad to see me. Made the bed, got her prepared for bed, and off to bed and sleep we went. 

The Road to Dementia Town was wet, and splashy. Driver did what was needed to get us through the day. Even with the rain we were still able to Keep our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.    Arthur.