Stagnant

I like to consult my Destiny Dice.  It is more than just a horoscope.  Silly but it seems to fit.  The dice say I am in a stagnant stage of life. On another question it says that destiny has it’s plan and to get ready for big changes.  This is similar to the saying, ‘ Man makes plans and God laughs.”  I think I think too much.

Dave seems to improve some days and fail others.  Dementia is such an awful disease.  You have to live it to understand it.  My family asks why am I so sad or so tired.  I have no answer for them.  On the days that Dave wants to sleep, I think all sorts of crazy things, like these are the end stages.  He is eating poorly as well.  My aides are so patient and caring.  I am learning to take each day slow.  Give Dave time.  After four days, he starts to eat and is starting to wake more.  I suppose I should be glad Dave is not wandering at night.  It could be worse.  But, it has been my experience that things change and anything could happen.  At times, I see more aggression.  Dave gets stubborn about bath time or bed changing time, saying no to everything.  Hey, maybe life is not so stagnant after all.