Just together.

 

Day 2 of being on Hospice. Not sure on how I feel today, it is yet to begin. We have had a busy day. 

Have ordered a chair of Sweetie, on that will give us mobility. It is not a wheel chair, in the sense that it doesn't have the big wheels, just one that can be used to when she can't walk. 

The meds for the UTI seem to be having some affect on her. She is getting relaxed. 

I can tell that she is lonely laying in bed. She doesn't say anything, it is just her eyes are talking to me. How they brighten when I come in, and seem to loose that when I leave. 

Before, she would have the TV to keep her company when I would leave her. Even for just a few moments to do something in the house, she had something to occupy her time. 

In her bedroom, on her bed, she has nothing to help keep her company. We have an Alexia that I kept on my office. Brought it out and set it up in Sweetie's bedroom. Now, at least she has music to listen to. 

As for me, I'm about to do something that I haven't done in years. Before Dementia, at bed time, Sweetie and me would lay in bed and read. Read books, my periodicals, and whatever was the flavor of the night. She was the one that got me into reading at night, and I miss it. 

Now that she is confined to the bed, I now have time to read. It isn't that we are talking all the time, it is just that we are together. Just together and that seems enough for her. 

I was given permission to use morphine on her to help relieve her pain while moving her or changing her. The nurse is coming over today to show me how to use it. 

We are also getting a hospital bed for her. Because she won't move, she is in danger of getting bed sores, and this bed is designed to help her. It is also going to be set up in the living room, so we can enjoy each other while watching TV. 

As we enter this stage of our journey, we seem to be having a smaller world in which we live in. Before, we were active, and had things to do to pass the time away. Time with being outside, time with walking and holding hands, time with seeing the kids and grandkids. Time to be outgoing. It seems that that time has passed. 

Her decline came so quickly, or I was just blind to how she was failing. As I think back on it, I see that her pain was growing, and I just didn't want to see it. Until now, while looking back, this day was approaching and I didn't want to see it. Well here we are, and now we wait. 

The Road to Dementia Town seems to be heading towards its finial destination. There are changes in the scenery, and signs that we are drawing close to our destination. Don't worry, for we will still be Keeping Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.