Wednesday, December 1, 2021

An ending that is becoming our normal.

My Love and Me.



 Over the past postings, I have used just about all of my pictures of Sweetie and me. Of our life events, so I think I'll keep with just a few until I have something new. Yes, to answer the unasked question, there are still some that haven't been used, they just wouldn't make sense here, on this blog. 


Sweetie is entering into a new behavior pattern, which isn't something new for her. She is getting belligerent with me. Refusing to do what we normally do. It now, sometimes, requires me to take her by the hand, and guide her to where she needs to be. Once she is up and moving, the resistance goes away. 


It is as if she is locked in a "I don't want to do that..." and she is stuck where she is sitting. Once up, her whole attitude changes. Even her physical being relaxes. It is almost as if she is telling me "Thank You for getting me to move." 


I think that this is the next level of change for her. From what I gather from my support group, getting mean and hitting might be on the way. 


I hope not, but if it is, there isn't anything I can do to stop it. Right now, my reliance is on our old standby, CBD. It seems that I'm giving her more each day. It still keeps her calm and loving, but the period of time in-between doses is shorting. 


She has always been taking naps and now she is sleeping more than ever.  Before, it would be an about an hour or so. Now it is a two to three hours that she naps. It could be the winter that is bring it on, or it could be that she is getting tired more easily. 


On our walk abouts, she will get about halfway and there is a change in her. She shuffles on till we get to the car. She isn't responsive to my chitchatting with her, and she looks like she is going to keel over an any second. I think she is running on fumes by the time we get to the car and that is why she naps as long as she does. 


Tuesday


She seems cheery this morning and I have my work cut out for me. One of the good things I've done, is getting her to sleep in a tee-shirt and pullups. It makes it so much easier for both of us when we're in the bathroom. 


This morning, we will be returning back to washing her bottom in the shower. Her bowels are working again, and that means, she will have a dirty bottom for the next couple of mornings. So, the cycle goes.


She is eating more in the morning. I now give her either a cup of applesauce or mix fruit before her cereal with bananas. When I mix in prune juice, it does help her to get things moving. 


Time to get going and she isn't willing to go. Thinking that it will be one of those mornings, I continue to get ready. I know if she doesn't want to go now, I'll wait and ask again. Most of the time she will be eager to come with me. This morning it isn't that way. So, I take her hand, move her and she is now ready to come with me. 


We are a single, and she is standoffish in the cart. Waiting for the extra CBD to kick end, I think she is OK, and will warm up as we play. And she does. By the end of the round, she is back to being herself. 


Home, lunch, and then to the mall we go. 


Our walk about is as I described above. By the time we are on the last half of our walk, she is head down, pushing to the end. 


Home, and to bed she goes. It is around sundown that she comes out. 


Not planning on anything for dinner, we have oatmeal. At first, she doesn't want anything, and like I said, wait and she will change her mind. Sure enough, the second time I offer it to her, she is ready to eat. 


So, we end our day, with an ending that is becoming our normal for the end of the day and that is just fine with me. 


We seem to be on auto-pilot lately. Almost as if Driver took the wrong turn, and we are in a loop. Going over the same, but different part of the Road to Dementia Town. If it wasn't for the change of scenery, I wouldn't know what day of the week it is. That is just fine with us, for it makes Keeping Our Shiny Side Up easier. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.   Arthur. 

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