Dementia Days – Friday 13th December 2019

Dementia Days

I’ve been having a couple of dementia days. I’m driving our Mistress slightly bonkers and even I am wishing that Wilma was here to take over for a while. I don’t know the election result yet, so I really can’t comment on that, but I will when I’m feeling a little better. At the moment I’m doing a lot of confused pacing, standing in the wrong place, barking randomly and refusing to settle. In between trying not to trip over me our Mistress is being very sympathetic and supportive. It doesn’t help that I’m panting loads and drinking more. I know the drinking goes with the panting but I need to pee more often and that is not helpful.

Feet Up

Yesterday our Mistress did a little too much. Today she is going to compensate and sit very still, apart from taking me out to the toilet. It’s not as though she really did much by normal standards, but it turns out to have been a bit ambitious with a broken ankle. As long as she heeds the warning she will be fine.

However, she and I are discussing how soon she will be ready for the others to come home. She really wants them here as soon as possible as she misses them, but realistically I don’t think she’s ready. Realistically I don’t think I’m ready, but that’s a different matter entirely. We have had a bit of a discussion over if just one comes home which one should it be. I said I don’t really mind as long as it’s not Aristotle. He’s actually the easiest to look after so I guess that’s mean of me.

Radiator Pipes

I would love a house with underfloor heating. However, in the meantime I need to make do with the radiator pipes under the floor. I’ve found a lovely spot in the lounge just near our Mistress’s chair. Even if the others come out of kennels I just want them to know that I have claimed this spot and it is only for me.

Alfie