Body heat and ironing

It is almost Christmas, the shopping is done, the presents are wrapped, and all I have left to do is two weeks of ironing. This morning my husband grabbed a shirt from the pile, and wore it without being ironed. My upbringing was quite old-fashioned, and I spent a significant amount of time with older aunts…

I’m Tired

Replies to a previous blog have made me think more deeply, and reflect further on a number of things. I thought I’d start with the comment made that the dumber things are, the more people respond, relating to replies (or lack of) to comments made on Facebook. Is it because the world is dumbing down? We…

Travelling the road of grief

My blog today was meant to be a more light-hearted and happy one, but there has been a new development on my road of grief. This morning at 6.50am I received a text message to say another friend had died, a nursing friend from the 1980’s. She had only been diagnosed a few weeks ago,…

The burden of disbelief

With not being believed or with being doubted, comes an enormous burden, and I call it the burden of disbelief. For a younger person to have been told they have dementia, they must have passed (!) all sorts of medical markers. There are many tests, and they are invasive, time-consuming, expensive, humiliating, and tedious and more…

Where to start?

In my blog yesterday I talked about missing things, missing the parts of my memory that are becoming or have become erased, and this has brought out lots of comments, some sent privately ( requests not to post them to my blog), and others who are happy to have them seen globally. I decided to respond…

I miss my memory!

I miss knowing the names of most of the bones, muscles, organs and systems in my body and the diseases that may afflict you or me (I was once a nurse so would have known them!!). I miss the  names of composers and symphonies, the names of songs and singers. I miss knowing all the ways to cook potatoes and cakes, how…

Another lazy blog!

Thank goodness it is Friday, and some wonderful soul has sent me this story, which is all I’ve got worth sharing on my very lazy blog today.   The ‘Middle Wife’ by an Anonymous 2nd grade teacher                                              I‘ve been teaching now for about fifteen years.  I have two kids myself, but the best birth story…

Two tough questions

These questions were sent to me some time ago, and I have tried to confirm as many of the facts as possible, my work towards today’s blog as I’m feeling too tired to be creative! There is definitely room for mistakes here, but the concept is still the same. It is good food for thought. Two tough questions Question…

It’s only Wednesday!!

I’ve been going through my diary to see what I’ve been up to so far this week, and to see what is ahead of me. I am doing this more often now, to try and fill in the blanks, before the eraser gets to them. Sunday started at 10am with a meeting to discuss end…

Random memory loss

Someone recently suggested I blossomed outward like a flower working hard to bloom in the middle of a drought. I am not sure I have the emotional strength to do that every day, if in fact that is what I am doing. It is a lovely thought though, and those words inspire me to keep trying.…

Lost moments

My husband and children, and a few close family and friends are not too scared to face the future with me; they are willing to openly discuss the awful things that are happening, and are ahead of us, they are able to laugh and cry about them, with me, by my side. There are some…

Denial and love

Denial is the escape route we take when we distort, disguise or refuse to acknowledge a situation or refuse to recognise or accept the existence of something we don’t wish to face or accept. In the state of denial we persuade ourselves that the particular stress, event or thing we are facing doesn’t exist, and…

Death, my friend

Death gives life meaning. It creates the contrast, and finally offers the reality of who we really are. These days, very few will worry about burning in hell, some might still fear death, but many of us are now worrying about dying. Why?, you may ask. Most doctors have witnessed patients die undignified, soulless, high-tech…

Motivation

Motivation is literally the desire to do things. It’s the difference between waking up before dawn to pound the pavement and lazing around the house all day. It’s the crucial element in setting and attaining goals—and research shows you can influence your own levels of motivation and self-control. So figure out what you want, power…