Memories

Me and my friend.

How quickly time goes by. How the past years seem to blur themselves. How looking at pictures, such as this one, and realizing that it was two years ago, and it seems like yesterday. 

Only does the present and future seem so long. Long to live that day, and long in waiting for the days to come. Once here, then gone. Gone to where all memories go, than to look and remember once more. 

Thursday

It is Bible study morning, and so, I get Sweetie up with an agenda. We have something to do, with other people. 

Up, and into the bathroom we go. 

Done and out, breakfast is the next item on the list. Cereal, toast, and I can get ready. 

Sweetie and I are in the car and off we go. Sweetie isn't in a good mood, so with some encouragement, she comes with me. Once inside, she relaxes and we have some banana bread, coffee, and fellowship. 

I was planning to go to the mall afterwards, but my leg had other plans. Too tender to even try to play golf, and even too tender to attempt a walk about a the mall, so home it is. 

We are having a good time, until I put on a Terminator movie. Bad, bad choice. I can sit and enjoy, Sweetie sits and gets upset. Stupid me, I can't see that, and when she gets upset later in the evening, it is too late for me to reset her. 

Sundowners, bad movie choice, and she is a ball of emotions. So, soon she heads fro her nest, and I hope for the best. 

I have to insist she comes with me to the meeting, and that is the best thing for her. She is greeted by the ladies, and she feels safe. We have a good meeting, and Sweetie is her old self. 

Home, and to bed we go. Still in pain, and can't sleep, so I head to the one place I can sleep, the couch. Soon, I find myself waking up after some good sleep time. Somewhat rested, I think I'm ready for the day.

Busy day on the Road to Dementia Town. I think that about sums it up. Oh yea, we did have some time to Keep our Shiny Side Up, so it was a good day after all. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.  

  

 

Everything is temporary.

Me and my 2 Sweeties.

The beauty between us is my youngest, Hi Honey, I know she reads my blog because she will call or text me about something I've written. Yesterday, it was about CBD, and how I should be taking it, to help relieve me of my leg pain. I worry so much about Sweetie, that I forget what I can do to help me. 

It seems that lately, life is just pushing in on me. With the loss of a caregiver, and with my support meeting coming this Friday, I am perplexed. I don't know what to do. I can leave Sweetie for those 3 hours, because I know she will be safe. Then again, what will the be price I will have to pay for leaving her alone? Or, will missing a meeting be that wrong for me? 

One of the things that I've learned, is "This to will pass." Everything is temporary and it is just getting through the busy intersection of life, love, fear and hate is the most important task ahead. 

Wednesday

Time to get Sweetie up. I've given her her first dose, and now it is time to get her moving. She lays there, letting me take the blanket off of her, and slowly help her up and out of bed. 

She is shaky in the morning now. It takes her a few seconds to find her balance. I hold her close to me, feeling her body next to mine, just memories of years gone by, and love comes with it. 

At the breakfast table, it is meal time. Because she has such a big breakfast so late in the morning, that I keep questioning myself about the time I get her up. Should I get her up earlier for meal timing, or just leave it alone? Don't know, just thoughts running through my head. 

I'm planning on going to the mall for a short walk about. To test my endurance on my leg. At the same time, get Sweetie out of the house and some exercise herself. 

It is in the late afternoon when we go. Sweetie isn't very cooperative, and I am worried about our walk. 

As it turns out, I was right to worry about her. She didn't want to stay with me, and wanted to wonder off. At the same time, I found out that I had no endurance at all, and with pain shooting up my leg, I had to keep a close reign on her, to keep her close to me. 

We quickly made it back to the car and home. I could tell she was wondering in her mind, out somewhere, I just hope I could get her back before the end of the day. 

Home again, Sweetie not wanting to get out of the car, so I had to help her out and into the house. 

Once in, helped with the CBD, and TV. We sat, and finished our day there.

The night wasn't any easier. I got some sleep, and Sweetie was up and down most of the night. Somewhere around midnight, we both found rest and sleep. 

It was a good start this day, on the Road to Dementia Town. We did find some rough spots, and a late arrival for the night. We did find places where we could Keep our Shiny Side Up, brief as they were. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.    

 

Love of my life.

Love of my life.

She is and always will be the love of my life. I have to admit that there were times when I couldn't say that, not because of what she did, but because of my wayward ways. 

The thing that couldn't be denined was that love that kept us together. There was a time when we were both so mad and upset with each other, that running away seemed the only answer. To take that off ramp and go the other way. Then to find out that she thought the same way. 

We had talked about how we wished a bus would run over the other person. That we had made a mistake in who we choose to spend our lives with and we both wanted it to end. 

I thought those were our dark days, and as we came out of those times, life got better. We rediscovered our love of each other. We also saw what we had built together. We had made it past the hardest part of our years together, so we thought. 

I find that those years were the building blocks that would put down a foundation that will be used for what we are going through now. 

Tuesday

It is our normal morning routine. Sweetie is somewhat helping us get going. At least she isn't fighting me. 

Thought we'd have oatmeal for breakfast. Something to help her get things moving. I can enjoy it too. 

Because of my painful hip and leg, there isn't much to do this day. The pain is less, and the streaching seems to be helping. Decided to get out my knee brace and see if it helps. For the pain is radiating down from my hip to my knee. It seems to be helping. 

So, we need to get out, and a trip to the local grocery store seems to be just what the doctor ordered. 

A quick in and out, or that was what it was supose to be. 

Everything went well until check out. A lady engaged me about baseball and California. As we talked, I forgot about Sweetie, and when I looked she was gone. Looking up, just in time to see her head out for the parking lot. 

Calling her name, I took off after her, only to see her come back in. She had heard me calling her, and was coming back to me. What a scare she gave me. 

When we got home, we settled in for the rest of the day. Put away the groceries, and waited for the day to end. 

Something new, after we went to bed, I woke up to find her gone. She was walking about in the house. Again, one of those things about childproofing the doors makes for a good nights sleep. Knowing that she cannot get out, helps me relax and not worry. Yet, I do. Soon she came back to bed, and to sleep. 

This day was a day of some twist and blind corners. Driver kept us safe, as we naviagated down the Road to Dementia Town, and we were still able to Keep our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.