It’s only when you look back at photos of a year ago or a few months ago that you notice the decline. If you dare to look, then the difference – the decline – is face-slappingly obvious. Continue reading “Singing for Dementia. Singing to cope.”
We run. As a family. It’s become a bit of a “thing”.
I blame the Park Run. We thought we’d try it last summer and almost twelve months later, we still turn up almost every week, come rain or shine. Continue reading “Not The Mother I Thought I Was”
My mum used to have very long hair as a child. So long she could sit on it, apparently. Growing up, it was a story I would share with my friends with immense pride. Continue reading “Dementia: The Importance of Swinging Your Ponytail”
A few post-Christmas words by my dad….. Continue reading “Father Christmas is Real”
Radio 1 Newsbeat have today done a feature on dementia. It was a hard listen. A young lady called Hayley described her father’s rapid decline into Pick’s Disease and how his whole personality has changed and how she struggles to love him as he is no longer the same man. Continue reading “Vascular Dementia and Preparing for THAT phone call”
Tina Turner’s ‘Simply The Best’ was on the radio this afternoon. Graham Norton was interviewing an actress who is currently playing Tina on the West End. I wasn’t listening too intently, I was folding endless piles of laundry. But, then that song came on and, as only music can, I was transported back to a day around 25 years ago. Continue reading “Dementia: Simply The Best!”
My Dad’s latest thoughts…..
A little update which I would like to share with you to remind all of us that the power of words indeed is magical or equally distressing. Continue reading “Three Important Words – By My Dad”
It is the season of sports days, school productions and ‘move-up’ days . Days filled with excitement, sunshine, nerves and fun. Archie is excited but apprehensive about starting senior school in September. Continue reading “Dementia: How To Feel Invincible!”
My boy is home after a 5-day school trip.
It was a school trip to Wales and they’ve had an action-packed week full of activities and adventure. The sun shone and he and all his classmates have returned, dirty, exhausted and slightly sun-kissed. Continue reading “Dementia: A Motherless Lamb”