The value of CBD.

Me and my friend

 

Made it through another day. Seeing this picture reminds me, I need to start taking pictures of us for this year. I think I'll get a picture a month, just for the blog. 

Sweetie has been talking more lately. Trying to communicate with me, and I am trying to understand what she is saying. Sometimes it is like a studder, she seems to be trying to get a point across and if I use that one word in my reply, she is happy. 

One thing is for certain, hand holding is a must. It is also my way of judging where she is. Even if her whole demeanor is unfriendly towards me, if she is holding on to my hand, all is well. It is when she won't have anything to do with me, or my hand, choppy waters are ahead. 

Right now, I've been equating the value of the CBD I get, and the peace it brings our relationship and the get alongness in our home, I've come to the conclusion that it is priceless. 

I find myself giving it to her almost every two hours. I used to think of the cost and effect and wanted it to last longer, so I could save money on it. Now it is a pearl of great value, and it is well worth the cost. 

Monday

It is a beautiful morning. Sun shining, blue skies, and cold. When I check the weather report, it is about 29degrees Fahrenheit and I want to go to the course, but it is too cold for Sweetie. 

I've made up my mind that she will stay home because of the cold. 

Because of with Dementia, she is always cold, and no matter how much I bundle her up, she is colder than it really is. 

After breakfast, I set her up to watch TV while I play. 

When I get to the course, I realized I made a mistake to leave her home. When it is cold like it is, as long as there isn't any wind, it is a good day to be outside. It is supose to be like this tomorrow, so I'll bring her with me. 

Did OK, got my two pars, and only one bad hole. 

Got home, and Sweetie was where she was when I left her. We watched TV for a bit and she took a nap. When she got up, we headed for the mall. This time, I couldn't make the two laps. Home again. 

It is my meeting Monday, and so we finished off the Lasagna soup, and headed for the meeting. 

Done and done and home again. I told her that when we got home, it was straight to bed. That is what we did. She just seems to be going through a hard time getting to sleep. Sometimes it takes over an hour for her to relax and allow sleep to come to her. There is also her need to be close to me which is a blessing and a curse. Body heat is nice until it is too much. Then, of course, that old wife thing about having feet as cold as ice is also going on. 

After our struggles, sleep does come, and off we go. 

Our drive was filled with fun and not so much fun today. That is OK, for I know Driver can take care of business, no matter the Road to Dementia town. His job is to get us from morning to night as best as we can handle it. At the same time, we can Keep Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.   Arthur.