Lady in pink.

Lady in Pink.

 It may seem early, but it is something to look forward to, spring. As the calendar says winter, my hope is in that which is eternal, spring. You've heard of the Lady in Red. Well, here is my Lady in Pink. 

As I dress her daily, these pink colors just seem to define who she is. A lady to be sure. She can capture me anytime she wants. A hand hold, a kiss, a look, and my heart is hers. 

Saturday

I'm going to have to change all the coverings this morning. You see, for that wonderful, for no reason I can find, Sweetie was my lover last night and she ended up sleeping without her underwear, and she peed all over the bed. A price well worth paying for the joy we had that night. A joy that I thought I would never again have. 

Of course that makes this morning more difficult for her. When I say anything about the night before, she smiles, and that tells me all that I need to know. 

She is back to being constipated again. It seems that when I find something that works for her, she soon adjust, and is back to being bound up again. So, this morning it is oatmeal for breakfast. A big bowl of oatmeal. We're out of prune juice, so, it is water instead of milk. 

My caregiver couldn't come this morning, so Sweetie and me have to do something to make the day go bye. One of the things is stripping the bed, and doing laundry. Those are chores I can do, for it is too windy to play golf with Sweetie. 

So, we watch TV, and later in the afternoon, we go to the mall for our walk about. It is getting shorter these days. If we are lucky, we get a lap and a half before she starts dragging herself around. Then it is in the car and home.

One of the things I've been doing is, putting her down for a nap late in the afternoon. I just wonder if it is for me or for her. One of the side effects is that when we go to bed at night, she doesn't sleep well. A lot of tossing and turning, pulling the blankets, and just driving me crazy. I can't sleep, and she seems to have the talent of starting her antics just as I'm about to go to sleep, or shortly after I'm asleep. I just wonder how much longer I'll be able to sleep with her. 

One of the things I know, is that if I don't go to bed with her, she is up looking for me. So, it appears that for the mean time, I'll be going to bed with her, and when she starts her behavior of pulling, moving, and annoying behavior, I'll be moving to sleep somewhere else. Maybe upstairs in our old bed. 

The days on the Road to Dementia Town, and starting good enough, but the endings are becoming rough. That is OK, for we still have Driver in the front seat, and we are still Keeping Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.