A jovial Mr FD returned from his family reunion, and I soon put paid to any frivolity with my moaning and groaning, coughing and sniffing. He “volunteered” to hobble out to the pharmacy to purchase a new humidifier in the hope that it would assist in stopping the nose leakage and sinus headache. Good boy.
Augie Dog has been good company these last few days. He is so used to me be up for short periods and then returning to bed, that all I have to say is “Augie, go to bed and sleep” and he curls up on his blanket beside the bed. I saw a report on BBC that they are training golden retrievers to assist dementia suffers with tasks such as remembering to take medicine. I am not sure if Augie is quite that reliable, and we are yet to get him to stay or sit on command when guests arrive, but wonders never cease. He makes an excellent comfort dog either way!
Yesterday was the first time I had spoken with the general practitioner to be our new family doctor and so I had to give him a family history. It made be shiver a little telling him that both my parents have suffered with dementia, Dad with multi infarct dementia and Mum now with Alzheimer’s. It makes me feel so vulnerable, because there is no definitive reason why we suffer with it, and no real plan on treating it, or more importantly a way of avoiding it. It is such an insidious disease, robbing the sufferer of the clarity of their last years, and forcing the family to say goodbye to the spirit, or essence, of their loved one, long before their bodies give in. I guess the only avenue we have for now is to be a life long learner and to maintain a healthy lifestyle.
Speaking of which – now just over 4 weeks into our new eating regime, I had shed 6kgs in weight and 6cms from my waist. No junk food at all. As much as possible I use dextrose sugar instead of regular cane sugar. I have always been a keen fruit eater but have always struggled with the vegetables so having the weekly delivery of frozen dinners means that vegetables now dominate my meals and all portions are correct. I don’t expect the rate of loss to continue but I am starting to feel as though I have made a permanent life style change – even when we cease buying the prepared meals. Yesterday was the first time I felt that my clothes were looser, and that is a good feeling. The goal is to drop 16cm from my waste, and that will be a dress size smaller.
I rock, except when I moan…