Going to Carolina

My children want to move to North Carolina.  They are looking at property now. While I will be sad to see them go, I am happy for them.  They have their whole life ahead of them.  I feel a bit stuck in one place.  I have no desire to move but it irks me to lack adventure.  So, I must step back and be thankful that Dave is doing well.
  The other day, we got a bigger wheelchair. We were not eligible for a few months with Medicare but Dave's doctor donated it to him. Dave does not seem to mind the hoyer lift and entire process of getting him out of bed.  He is happy to change room locations for just a few hours. This is our daily life.  It is probably time for me to take a respite.

And today he is back

I will never understand the many forms of dementia.  Dave has been so quiet and sleeping so much the past few days, I have come to accept this behavior as his norm.  A very stubborn Uti rages through him, needing a different antibiotic.  I blame this and his many other drugs for his sleepiness.  But today, I awoke to friendly words, "Good Morning, Mom."  Dave calls me Mom and I call him Dad.
So for today, he is back.