I was SURE after this week end was over, if we made it through with out an incident, we were in for some big down time...... I prayed and prepared myself.... dreading day light.
Tom slept till 10:30.......the girls woke him up......here we go I thought to myself..........
You ALL are getting a bath today he said!" "Me too?" I replied. He smiled to let me know he caught that but quickly returned to a serious tone of voice....."I thought about it last night and made up my mind that I was giving them a bath."
Tom slept till 10:30.......the girls woke him up......here we go I thought to myself..........
You ALL are getting a bath today he said!" "Me too?" I replied. He smiled to let me know he caught that but quickly returned to a serious tone of voice....."I thought about it last night and made up my mind that I was giving them a bath."
Before I knew it Sarah was in the tub and out again.....
she loved it and wanted to go back in..... Tom drank some of his coffee and a few puffs off his cigarette and off he went to the bathroom now dragging Emily who had all four feet braced not willing to go easily.....
That one went pretty well also once he got her in the tub as Tom didn't holler for my help. I made sure he had dry towels with each dog.........
'Which one should I do next Mom? Tom asked as he puffed on his cigarette and drank some more of his morning coffee. "Those two weren't bad but the next two will probably object a little more." I'd do Maggie last as you'll probably get the teeth from her........" I replied.
Next thing I knew Lilly was dragging her feet as Tom was pull her into the bathroom by her collar. She had that "OH SHIT" look on her face as she skated by me. I decided to give Tom a hand with the last two.
Next thing I knew Lilly was dragging her feet as Tom was pull her into the bathroom by her collar. She had that "OH SHIT" look on her face as she skated by me. I decided to give Tom a hand with the last two.
Once Lilly was in the tub she was fine.........she was in and out in no time too with the both of us scrubbing on her.........
THAN........"THE MAG!" She was like pulling a stubborn old donkey. She relented once we hoisted her into the tub.
To my surprise, Tom brushed each of them too. Thats when Mag gave Tom "the teeth" She had had enough...... She has gotten so ornery in her old age, stubborn and a mind of her own.
The moral of this story is that you cannot predict Alzheimers.......... When you EXPECT a certain reaction it may not be what you get and when you LEAST expect it, it rears it's ugly head............... You dance this dance on your "tippy toes"
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