More medication
I have more medication to try to help me with my agitation in an evening. I took it for the first time last night and it made a big difference. The problem is that it won’t make my dementia better. Apparently, it may risk making it worse, but it will help me deal with it for a while.
My discussion with the vet was pretty difficult if I’m being honest. She was asking both me and Mum about my quality of life. It’s a hard one to answer. I didn’t really like where the conversation was going and neither did Mum. Let’s see how things go. On the way out I took my frustration out on the whole waiting room and Mum had to guide me to the car as quickly as possible.
On the bright side
There was one bright point. I did help choose a Christmas present for Pebbles. I think she’s going to love it. It’s a bright purple cuddly duck. It seems quite robust, so will hopefully stand up to life with Pebbles. She does love being able to carry a soft toy around with her. Mum encourages it, as whilst her mouth is occupied by a toy she can’t do any harm to Mum. She’s really good with the command ‘bring’ to pick it up and carry it back inside now too. At least it reduces the number of times Mum has to pick Pebbles’ toys up out of muddy puddles to bring them back indoors.
One more sleep
There’s only one more sleep until Dad’s home. It will be so much better when we can get into a more normal routine. I’m really hoping that he can devote all his time to stroking me. I think that would really help.
Love and licks
Wilma
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