One Family's Journey with Vascular Dementia
It’s been a busy, successful weekend in our household. Archie and Martha had their end of season football presentations where they were awarded a medal each (now most prized possessions and must not, under any circumstances be touched by smallest, noisiest, grumpiest little sister). Continue reading “Celebrating Success!”
Today has been a strange day, for starters the sun has been shining in Yorkshire, the sky has been a bright, brilliant blue all day with no sign of even the smallest of white clouds and to top it all it’s actually been warm. Continue reading “Pain – do your worst!”
I saw these two pictures on Facebook earlier today and they made me smile, because their messages resonated with me.
I read a lot just now about dementia and Alzheimer’s, it seems to be my new hobby. Gone are the days of horse riding and evenings spent at aerobics – I now spend a lot of my spare time reading, writing and researching about this awful disease and worrying about my parents. Oh…. and juggling a business, a hubby and three small children. Continue reading “Luck”
My sister and I were up visiting the Crazy this week, laden down with bags, one travel cot, several pairs of walking boots (ever hopeful of a blustery Scottish walk), a very fancy highchair and a team of 5 lively children. Continue reading “Sisterly Love”
My kids love music, they all do and they all have from a very young age. We frequently blast out our favourite songs and all dance and sing loudly around the kitchen whilst we’re setting the table, or I’m preparing Sunday lunch, or we’re tidying up after tea. Of course, they love the music we love, as that is what they hear regularly. Archie’s favourites include ‘Mr Brightside’ (The Killers), ‘Because the Night’ (the Boss / Patti Smith) and James Bay’s ‘Let it Go’. Martha loves all these too but will dance around to anything by Abba, as well as the other well known ‘Let It Go’. Mabel keeps asking for James Bay’s ‘Hold Back The River’ and sings along quietly to it whenever it comes on. It is one of the few moments in my day when my youngest is cute and lovely. Continue reading “The Magic of Music”
It hits you out the blue, when you’re least expecting it. I think that is one of the hardest things to try and manage – the sudden realistion and gut-wrenching thud of where we are and how bad things are, but also, how far we possibly still have to go. Continue reading “Nothing like your mum’s cooking!”
I have just spoken to my mum this evening, she has not had a good day, which I could tell the moment my dad picked up the phone and offered his attempt at a cheery “Hello”. It’s there, hidden in his tone of voice, in the way he sighs between words, in the way he sounds relieved to have someone else to talk to, even if just for a few minutes. Continue reading “The importance of a cuddle”
I wasn’t going to write anything today – for one, I feel utterly exhausted after a heavy weekend and then a gig with my band last night in a pub in Boroughbridge and for two, I don’t want to write too often and risk becoming stale in my thoughts or musings. Continue reading “Helping the kids cope”
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My Crazy Mum 
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