Hi. Good morning all. I felt better yesterday, Sunday morning, it's surprising what five hours sleep can achieve, especially in a bed that doesn't deflate, no, this bed will never leave me feeling let down.
(old dad joke). I woke up thinking how fast the last four and a half years have gone by. It lead to more thoughts about how much better I could have done things in the earlier days of her dementia, if only I'd known what was coming! I don't think I'd have done things much differently, perhaps more understanding and less anger. It's extremely tiring though isn't it, enough to try the patience of a saint some days, and I'm no saint
. I'm like the rest of us , just an ordinary person trying to make sense of things. Yes, four years plus gone in the blink of an eye. But that's the same for everyone isn't it. Funny how when you're young a year can seem forever
but now! It's a bit like my journey home from Dundee. The first part of the journey took ages, the train stopping and slowing through the beautiful Fife countryside, lots to see as it ambled it's winding route to Edinburgh. The on the next part of the journey a bit faster, only slowing occasionally as I headed south. Yeah, everything goes south after a while, Only a few stops, many stations going past so fast you could barely see where you were but you knew that every one of them brought you ever closer to home. The trip is still enjoyable at this point and suddenly you realise just how far you've travelled on your journey. After three hours you start to get tired , especially as its getting dark outside and with less to see outside except your own reflection it even starts to get tedious. All you want to do now is be home. like life's journey though my home is really where I want to be.
Sorry for the train journey analogy, I started this post earlier on Sunday morning and it seemed a good idea at the time. There isn't really a comparison between a life journey and a journey by train. After all there are things you can do in life that you can't comfortably do on a train
. I was thinking things like washing and ironing, what on earth did you think I meant
A little good news from the care home yesterday, Sunday . My wife was comfortable and calm, sitting in the quiet room eating and drinking a bit more than usual. I didn't visit,.perhaps they'd persuaded her to take her meds, If I had visited I wouldn't have been able to get to see her anyway. No change there. I'm going to call in tomorrow morning, although I can't get to visit my wife, at least I can have a chat with the staff there. I might even get to see her gp. Right, enough rambling on for one post , time to get to sleep. I can barely stay awake for some times throughout the day then stay awake half the night. It's so unlike me, so, goodnight again.
Al
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