Robinson Ramblings

At the end of February, our dear friends, Kay and Dennis Monroe, found out how much Rich missed our pets. We left our Cairn Terrier, Ferguson, with Kelly Lynae and our cat, Henrietta, with Hollie in Idaho. Pets are not allowed in the villas in which we live. Kay researched "plush toy therapy pets" and ordered one for Rich. He absolutely loves Stella and she seems very real to him. It is amazing how much comfort and joy this kitty has given to Rich (and me). Thank you, Denny and Kay!

Kelly Lynae and her daddy enjoying the view at Lake Jackson on her recent visit. This is a blog entry that I started in February. I haven't written a blog post for months. It isn't because there is nothing going on with our continued journey with dementia. It is often overwhelming and exhausting to deal with all that I have to do and writing things down in an organized manner seems too much to tackle. A week ago on Sunday morning, Rich fell going to the bathroom (at 7 a.m.). I was in our bedroom at the time so I didn't see what happened. Rich said that he just slipped on the bathroom floor. However, since he has been quite steady on his feet and there was no water to slip on or crumbled rug to trip over, I thought that there was more to the story. I helped him up and got him over to the couch. I could see that he was exhausted and I made the decision that we would stay home from church to keep an eye on him. He promptly fell asleep and slept until 11:30. After eatin...