What an Easter Egg that was.

At the ninth tee.

Just when I said I'd stay with the same set of photos, I downloaded a few new ones. Life will keep on going, even when I'm ready to pause. 

I love to read your comments on my posts. To hear what you're saying, gives encouragement to keep on posting. For we are special people. We didn't ask for this, and at the same time I find myself being drawn into the life of being a caregiver to the greatest love I've ever known. 

The idea of feeding Sweetie like a child has a joy that can't be understood until you do it for yourself. Finding joy in knowing that it is just one more thing that she can't do for herself, is strangely enjoyable. 

We have eye contact, we smile at each other, how willing she is to let me feed her is amazing. I remember a saying about feeding your lover, that it is a sign of love when they let you feed them. The other side of their love, is if they return the gesture, and feed you back. Knowing that she isn't able to return the act, I find my encouragement in how she accepts my effort to feed her. 

Wednesday

Because of what I've been feeding her lately, I'm expecting to find a dirty bottom this morning. And my expectations are fulfilled. To the point of smearing on the sheet when I get her up. 

She is up, and in the shower she goes. She is a bit hesitant as I wash her, which is normal. She doesn't remember one shower from the one the day before. So, at one point, as always, we struggle to finish the cleaning. This I do know, is that she always feels better when she is out and has clean clothes on.

Because her bowels are so loose, I'm cutting back on the fruit for breakfast. Still keeping the banana on the cereal, just the mixed fruit until she binds up a little. Now, if I can find a good medium of fruit and firm bowels, that would be nice. 

There are times when I'll find her spooning her bowl looking for more cereal, and so she is surprised and happy when I bring her, her toast. It helps her to know that breakfast is over. 

This morning I ran into a fellow that I played with some time ago. So, we had a threesome today. 

When he came over to introduce himself to Sweetie, he asked what her name was and before I could say anything, she said "Diane." and he asked her about how she felt and normal greeting questions, and about her Thanksgiving. I stood there with my mouth open, as she answered each question clearly and with the right answers. That was the longest conversation she has had with anyone for years. What an Easter Egg that was. 

As we played, there was a pleasant tension on the game. Our new member was a good player and helped me work on my game at the same time. Still working on my putting and it is getting better. Still, I missed a birdy and a couple of pars by "Just that much." (Maxwell Smart again.)

After the game, we headed off for lunch with some old workmates. One of them has another Corvette, and it was going to fun putting them side by side. 

At the restaurant, we exceeded Covid rules by having too many people at one table. So, we had to split the numbers up and move others to another table. I suggested that we bring the other table over so the conversations wouldn't be yelled back and forth. They couldn't see why not, and that worked out for all of us. 

Had representatives from all layers of workers. From my boss, to an old supervisor, a specialist, and foot soldiers, and like old soldiers, the war stories were flying fast and furious. 

After the lunch, we were in the parking lot showing off our toys. That is when I noticed Sweetie wasn't next to me. With a panic quick look around, I found her wandering off not knowing where she was going, just that she was going. Called her and got her attention. She turned and returned to my side. Got to remember that the wandering is getting stronger within her. 

When we headed home, she was tired, and ready for her nap. Home, checked her out first, and then put her down for her nap. 

When she got up, it was almost past dinner time and I wasn't really hungry. Came up with hot dogs and Mac and cheese. Worked well, fast easy, and gone. 

And here we found ourselves, at the finish line of the day. Me dosing, and Sweetie ready for bed. Off we went, hand in hand, as sleep found us. 

I wonder if Driver is getting bored with these days on the Road to Dementia Town? Smooth days, easy off ramps to resting areas, and lite traffic. He could leave the driving to me, but I know I'd get into trouble if I took over driving. Because when He is behind the wheel, it is easy for us to Keep Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.   Arthur.