I have been a bit lazy with my blog over the past few weeks; the school holidays have inevitably had an impact on how creative I feel and how much free time I have to simply sit and think; Continue reading “Fighting The Lurgy”
Fighting The Lurgy
Not Good Enough
Mum was discharged from the psychiatric unit back in January after spending several weeks being monitored and assessed by a team of specialist consultants and medical experts. Continue reading “Not Good Enough”
Home
I used to love coming ‘home’ and would immediately feel young and free from responsibility again, like the weight and pressure of adulthood; the burden of it was lifted, left at the door along with hastily discarded shoes, coats and bags of laundry. Continue reading “Home”
Tea Lady!
I went to my first Dementia Forward singing group yesterday as a fully fledged volunteer.
Chicken Pox!
So, life has been a bit busy over the past few weeks, not least because littlest daughter and champion foot stamper has had Chicken Pox, which meant that for most of last week she and I were house-bound. Continue reading “Chicken Pox!”
Wandering around Italy
I have just returned from a week in Italy with Hubby. Continue reading “Wandering around Italy”
Boo!
Dementia seems to be following me. Not in a physical sense – there is no person dressed up in a huge Forget Me Not hiding behind corners waiting to “BOO!” at me. There is no out of work actor hiding inside an over-sized foam brain (with front temporal lobe areas shaded out) following my every move. Continue reading “Boo!”
Alternatives!
So, today I popped my reflexology cherry. I jumped into the world of alternative therapy with both feet (literally) and spent an hour this afternoon fluctuating between a state of complete relaxation (where, to be honest I had moments of panic as I thought I’d started to nod off and drool) and overheating beneath two hot towels and a large hot stone (on my solar plexus, apparently). Continue reading “Alternatives!”
Mistaken Identity
I had to laugh the other day…I was scrolling down my phone just looking at the Daily Mail headlines (don’t judge me!) when Mabel, who was sitting next to me piped up, “That like Daddy, Mummy!” Continue reading “Mistaken Identity”
The Sun’ll Come Out Tomorrow…
I had a lovely evening last night. I took my 7 year old daughter, Martha to the local theatre to see a production of Annie. She has been counting down the weeks, the days and finally yesterday, the hours until our evening together. Continue reading “The Sun’ll Come Out Tomorrow…”
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