Friday, May 6, 2011

Growing Older

WHOA, today is weird already.

Early to rise this morning and by 9:00 am, WB was up and looking for his coffee and breakfast. I had just LOST several hundred dollars of art on my computer, so what he got was coffee, three doughnuts, his meds and a glass of water.

Relenting and arms flailing, I woke Kate for assistance. After at least an hour, she volunteered to recover the files for me. Sitting on the back porch having a glass of tea at 10:30 am, WB comes to sit with me and asks, "When did my grandmother get here?" (he has no living grandparents)

WHOA Nelly !

After a brief conversation with a friend on the phone, I entered the nook to find him seated at the table with a cup of coffee, eating another doughnut.

"NOOOOO", I said, "You've already had breakfast." To which he quickly replied back to me, "You must be crazy."

Arguing this fact would be pointless. Instead, I'll share a tidbit from a BFF Sylvia Blackerby.....



A group of 15-year-old girlfriends discussed where to meet for
dinner.  Finally, they agreed to meet at the Dairy Queen
next to the Ocean View  restaurant because they had only
$6.00 among them and Jimmy Johnson, the cute boy in Social
Studies, lived on that street.

10 years later, the group of 25-year-old girlfriends
discussed where to meet for dinner. Finally, they agreed to
meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the beer was cheap, the
restaurant offered free snacks, the band was good, there was no
cover and there were lots of cute guys.

10 years later, the group of 35-year-old girlfriends
discussed where to meet for dinner. Finally, they agreed to
meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the cosmos were
good, it was right near the gym and, if they went late enough, there
wouldn't be too many whiny little kids.

10 years later, the group of 45-year-old girlfriends
discussed where to meet for dinner. Finally, they agreed to
meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the martinis were
big and the waiters wore tight pants.

10 years later, the group of 55-year-old girlfriends
discussed where to meet for dinner. Finally, they agreed to
meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the prices were
reasonable, the wine list was good, the restaurant had
windows that opened (in case of a hot flashes), and fish is
good for cholesterol.

10 years later, the group of 65-year-old girlfriends
discussed where to meet for dinner. Finally, they agreed to
meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the lighting was good and
the restaurant had an early bird special.

10 years later, the group of 75-years-old girlfriends
discussed where to meet for dinner. Finally, they agreed to
meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the food was not
too spicy and the restaurant was handicapped-accessible.

10 years later, the group of 85-years-old girlfriends
discussed where to meet for dinner. Finally, they agreed to
meet at the Ocean View restaurant because they had never been there
before.




My name is Rhonda Brantley and my husband, Billy Ray Brantley suffers from Early Onset Alzheimer's Dementia. This is the best shot we have at documenting daily living.

2 comments:

  1. Hi there Rhonda,

    I just found your blog and am enjoying it - I am living here in Japan with my partner and his mum...and her dementia.
    Like the restaurant story! I just turned 50 so YES...

    Keep up the blogging!

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  2. Thanks! So glad you reached out to us.

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