Opinion: Trump's decline is clear and I can tell you how -- after all, I'm just as old as him (Robert Reich - Raw Story)

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7. Because our life has changed so drastically since hubby began his dementia descent,

a lot of the things that used to give me pleasure and release are no longer... or very rarely... accessible. My time is at night, once I get hubby settled in, to crawl into bed with my "nurse cat" who purrs me to sleep and gives me head bumps until I fall asleep. Lately, it's been taking an hour or so and sitting outside listening for the owl confabs that go on around here. Even on quiet nights, I listen closely to the noises.. trying to separate out the small yippee dogs who are expressing their displeasure at being out at night, the normal sounds of a small city, and the wild animals and birds that do hang around out here. If I'm lucky and hubby is sound asleep, I'll sometimes slip away to the next block up and hang out over the sidewalk railing above the little creek that flows here. The sound of water I find especially soothing...