Un-childproof.

Sweetie and Teddy

I was told to make a log to keep track of when I would give Sweetie her meds. I got out a pad that is set up as a grid. As I was making entries, it was difficult to keep am and pm separate. For me, it was simple, then again, for someone else, it may or may not make sense. An easy answer is to use military time. You know 0800 in stead of 8 o'clock, and 1300 instead of 1pm. I try to default to the KISS method, you know, Keep It Simple, Stupid. 

I've resigned myself, that Sweetie isn't going to be eating anything heavy anymore. So, as I was spooning fruit juice into her, I was thinking of what else I could feed her that will help keep her strong? How about Ensure, or Boost, or one of those meals in a bottle? Put those on the shopping list, and pick them up. 

Tuesday

Because I don't have to get Sweetie to bed, I'm going to bed later in the night, and that means I'm getting up later in the morning. On one hand that is good, on the other hand, it compresses my meditation, prayer and blog time. I'm still on a schedule, and because I am a creature of habit, I want to keep my schedule. 

It seemed that today was a very busy day. I was talking to my sponsor when I got a call from my youngest daughter, the one in California. 

She was taking a day away from the office, and working at home, so she called me. Her heart is so tender these days. She cares and worries about me and what we are going through. She has a wonderful care way with her. She knew I was up, and wanted to talk. 

As we were talking, we ended up making plans for her and her sister to come to Pensacola and stay with me while we are at the reunion. It would be so nice for them to do that. 

Today, her aid came to bath her. I just got out of the way, and watched and talked to her. Because of what she was doing, my conversation wandered towards memories of our lovemaking. Watching her touch her, reminded me of how we were, and how I missed her. She put powered under her breast, to keep the sweat down, and deodorant on her. I found myself looking at her breast, and thinking, at her age, they are still well formed and attractive. 

While she was getting her bath, the nurse showed up, and wanted to see how she is doing. She is concerned for her comfort. After bathing Sweetie, changing her shirt, and all. She told me she was going to talk to the doctor about increasing her pain meds. 

We talked about how it might be time to un-childproof the house. For it doesn't seem that Sweetie will be getting out of bed anytime soon. She took off the cover on the front door, and later that day, I took the one off the door to the garage. 

As we get closer to Dementia Town, sign of our destination are on the sides of the road. Where there used to be mountains, valleys, and meadows, there are now signs of life about us. Driver told me that we will soon be able to see the center of Dementia Town soon. We will now be in traffic, having to navigate traffic signals, and the like, to our finial destination. It will be making my job of Keeping Our Shiny Side Up a bit more difficult, but I know, with Driver's help, I can do it. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.