Just another day on the Road to Dementia Town.

My Tweety

There is more to my life then Sweetie. Tweety is a place that moves me. I can get in her and be as free as the air we travel through. Did a photo shoot the other day, so for a few days I'll be spotlighting my Corvette. 

Don't worry, Sweetie is still number 1. It is one thing to talk about Tweety then it is to show her to you. 

Being away from a loved one can be the break that is needed to keep the freshness of my love for Sweetie alive. I've learned to accept that this is as good as it gets. For tomorrow might bring a new low, so I've learned to enjoy each and everyday. 

Got a text from a friend yesterday that his wife had passed. Found out that she had fallen, and broke her hip. It was after the operation to repair her hip, that she passed. I've known John and his wife for several years. We met at the Rehab center, when I used to give a message once a month. 

John was the one that got me to join the men's support group. They were the cuties couple. John was the gentlest man I've ever known. I wonder just how long he will last now that his love is waiting for him. If you don't know, some of the things that I write are inspired by him. 

Monday

Sweetie doesn't want to get up this morning. Have to push and urge her out of bed. When we get to the bathroom I find out why. 

She is trying to have a bowel movement and doesn't know how to push. She moans and is in pain. I try all I can to help her. After about a half hour she is somewhat successful. So into the shower she goes, cleaned up, dried up, and when we are putting her pants on, she struggles to push her foot through the pantleg, and at the same time pushes out some more. Success.

Continuing with the prune juice before the meal, it seems to be working it magic. 

We head for the golf course, where we meet up my golf partner, and have a new person join our group. What was nice, is that he asked if he could join us instead of me asking him if he'd like to join us. 

He was a good golfer and told us he has seen us at the course before. I guess we are getting quite the reputation. 

Sweetie was just as bubbly as she could be.  Smiles and just a joy to be with. 

Home, lunch and a nap. After the nap we headed for our walk about. It didn't work as well as the day before. My legs started hurting, and even with a few rest stops, I couldn't finish our two laps. I know the new shoes are helping, it is just going to take some time for them to heal. That is what I'm hoping for. 

The evening was a different story. It was when we returned from my evening meeting, I put her in the bathroom to put in her night pad. That is when I discovered that she had a messy BM. Had to put her in the shower it was so bad. Even then, she would barely let me wash her, she was so sore. Got her out and put some A&D lotion on her, and again, she fought me for the pain. Guess I better not give her any prune juice for a couple of days. Let her firm up a bit. 

Just another day on the Road to Dementia Town. Filled with bright spots, some cloudy spots, and then there is always the promise of tomorrow waiting for us. As we go, Keeping Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.  Arthur.