Psalm 89:1 I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever; With my mouth will I make known Your faithfulness to all generations.
Today started out wonderful. We had decided to go to the Buck Knife factory and see if the yearly sale was on…..not yet. It starts on December 2. Mike was relaxed and talked with me a a little while we were traveling to the store, and on the way back to Coeur d’Alene. I asked him where he’d like to get something to eat and he told me, “That place we had breakfast a few days ago” That was Elmer’s on Appleway.
We got to the restaurant, and as we walked in the 1st set of doors, Mike stopped to look at something; I went through the 2nd set of doors, and got seated. When Mike eventually entered he didn’t see me, so I raised my arm to get his attention. He looked at me and then began to talk with one of the waiters that knows us. He told James, I’m looking for my wife – as I have my arm in the air. James points to me and Mike said I don’t recognize that person, and Mike continues to look around the restaurant finally James directs Mike to me and Mike smiles like “Oh! There you are!”
After lunch, Mike wanted to go to Black Sheep so off we went. He was looking for someone to help him figure out how to do our safe combination. After he talked with one of the sales people he said he wanted to look around. So I went to the front of the store to see if there was anything I might pick up for Christmas, but then I remembered I’d better not leave Mike alone to long, so I headed back to him. When I got to where he was standing, I said, “Hi, I’m back” and he looked at me and walked away. It looked like he was checking things out so I kept following him and I finally asked, “Mike, is there something you’re looking for?” He looked directly at me and said, “I’m looking for my wife.” I paused, sort of surprised, and he turned around, heading back toward me and said, “Hey! there you are! I was looking for you.”
Mike held my arm as we left the store and headed back to the car. He told me he needed to go home. So we headed there. On the way he asked if I needed to go out again, and I told him no, I was done for the day. He sighed with apparent relief and smiled. When we got to the house, he went inside a firmly closed and locked the door.
My heart hurts because he didn’t recognize me; but after we got back into the house, he was fine. No issues. I worked in the office for a while, then I joined him watching tv in the family room. While we were there he decided to dole out his medications – he does them monthly, morning & evening meds into snack baggies. He couldn’t remember them – fortunately I had the list of what he takes when, and he used that to separate out each days dose.
Overall, it’s been a nice day. Have a good evening.