The Beginning...

I am adding a second blog. My other, started years ago gets revisited periodically.  This one will be mainly private unless someone discovers it accidentally.  My goal is to follow myself for a year and a day; also to have a place to talk about what my life feels like to me.

Day One means I should tell you where this world is at.  Midwest USA is still in the midst of the Coronavirus pandemic - we have been on “lockdown” of sorts since March 17 or so.  I have been locked down for much longer - a fall on the ice in January resulted in a concussion and traumatic brain injury, and recovery from that blended right in to the pandemic lockdown.

We have been able to open up into the land of people occasionally. Some have been let into our “bubble”, although infrequently.  That means that we don’t wear a mask (at the current time) around our kids and grandkids, because they are following cautionary measures as well.  However, masks are always nearby if non-family are in the house.

The other reason for this blog will be a place where I can talk about the difficulties I am going through in this limited life.  My spouse, who has not had a physical since 1972 is showing symptoms of dementia/Alzheimer’s, perhaps Parkinson’s, and if he does not have diabetes, I will be shocked.  And, I cannot forget the personal political climate I live in.  He is a Trump supporter, I support Biden.  I’m told that we need to support the President , no matter what, simply because he is the leader of the country. This is a democracy, Trump is an idiot of the highest order, and I believe history will show definitively that the 2016 election was rigged six ways to Sunday.

I also want to have a place to notate the worsening memory loss, so when I finally get him to see a doctor, I will remember the specifics.

Beginning today...I will likely jot things down - the repeated things he asks over and over, the worrisome things that  he says that makes me feel helpless and alone.  I don’t say this for any readers to feel bad or sorry for me.  But, after nearly 50 years of marriage, for right now this is my coping strategy.  And remember, this blog is for my use only.  I don’t want to put it just as a diary in Pages and I’m comfortable blogging and the outside chance that someone else sees it doesn’t bother me.

So, there you have it for now.  There may be days with multiple entries, or there may be days when I don’t blog at all. But, the plan is to do a year and a day of this in order to fulfill something that is a time honored frame in my own faith system.

Today’s commentary: 

“I’ll have to remember to take out the trash bins tonight before bed.”

“Why before bed? We can take them out any time after noon the day before...actually, whenever we want to.”

“I don’t want to look like the neighbors to the north who leave them out all the time.”

“Have you not noticed that they have been pulling them back up to the house for the last several weeks?”

“No? They have?”

...

“Did you feed the dog her breakfast?”

“Yes.”

“What did you feed her?”

“Same as usual. Wet food and dry food”

“What about her chicken wing?”

“She gets that at supper. This is breakfast. Same routine every day.”

“But, her wet food is gone, and her dry food is still in the dish.”

“Yes, she doesn’t always eat her dry food outside. If she barks to come in, I bring in the dry food and she finishes it when she’s ready.”

“She does?”

...

Currently, he is at work. Time to get outside and get some yard stuff finished up as it’s a lovely day, and I’m feeling as though I’m in prison in the house.