Wind buffeting the car.

Looking across the Rio Grande Valley.

No rain this morning, just the blowing winds. Another day sitting inside, which meant, keeping Sweetie happy this day. 

It is days like these that I find educational. Not so much for her, as for me. To see just what she will do, and how to keep her from getting so overwhelmed with life, that she tries todo something that will harm her or the house. 

I'm amazed at some of the things she will do. Her walking, and then sitting in the chair and staring at me. If I don't suggest that she sits with me, she may just turn around and head for her nest. All I know is that I must keep calm myself. For once I loose it, it is reflected back to me in her reactions. 

Wednesday

Looking out my window, I see the trees and bushes dancing in the wind. This is early, and checking the weather report, the winds are suppose to die down in the morning and kick back up this afternoon. Leaving us with a small window of nice weather to get out of the house and play some golf.

So, I'm eager to get Sweetie up and moving. In the bathroom, she is becoming more coy about taking her clothes off, and letting me wash her privates. Even when I try to remind her that I'm her husband, her "Mr. Man", she still shies away from my touch. So far, I've been able to convince her that it is alright for me to touch her there, and with that she slowly allows me to wash her. 

Once done, the drying done, and her dressed, I have started putting some Stress Relief lotion on her hands and face. It seems to help her stay calm longer then just with CBD alone, and at the same time, she seems to like it. 

After breakfast, we sit on the couch and watch TV. I explain to her that because of the wind and cold temperatures, we are staying in again. I'm sure it is lost on her, but I tell her anyway. 

Its our sons 50th birthday today. I get the grand idea to give him a call to wish him a happy birthday. Before I call, I tell Sweetie what is going on, and that we are going to sing Happy Birthday to him when he answers the phone. 

Click, "Hello", and we begin. She is singing very softly, so I put the phone as close to her as I can, and we sing. She sang the birthday song, with some Dementia additives, to her son, I almost cried.  After we sang, I asked if he could hear her voice, and yes he did. Gift sent and received.

Later in the day, I made the decision to get out of the house and do some walking. Putting water in the car, putting an extra sweat shirt on her, out the door we went. I've found if I keep a bottle of water in the car, when we stop at red light, I'll open it, take a drink, and offer it to her, which she in turn will take a drink. It is a sneaky way for me to get her to drink water. 

The trees on the Bosque are in full fall colors. The reds, the golds, and yellow trees are a wonder to behold. Will just have to get out and get some pictures.

Get to the mall and quickly inside, we start our walk. Sings and making up rhymes as we go, Sweetie joins in, and I assume that she is trying to say the next stanza or just adding her version to what I'm expressing to her. Hoping that my answer fits what she is saying. 

Still not able to make it around without a stretching stop which means my legs are not whole, and at the same time, I can tell that they are getting better. 

I keep remembering how my long ago, I was feeling leg pain, and it was while I was still working. So the damage to my legs took many years to get my attention and now it will take time for them to return to a painless state, if ever. Oh well, life goes on. 

Home again, back where we started from, and working on the rest of the day. Sweetie takes to her nest, and I settle in for the rest of the day. 

After dinner, Sweetie wants to go to bed, so we head that way. For me it is just too early, and I stay up and watch some action movie. When I go to bed, Sweetie has moved over to myside of the bed. As I squeeze in, she cuddles me. A great ending to a good day. 

I could feel the wind buffeting the car, trying as it could, to push us around as we drove the Road to Dementia Town. All day long, and it didn't matter which direction we drove, it was there, pushing, battering, and kicking up dust clouds. Driver knowing the dangers, kept His eyes on the road, and we got to the end safely. At some points it was had but we did make it through and we kept our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.   Arthur.