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I haven't posted or blogged for ages. I get terribly depressed by the stories of carers and their struggles knowing that one day it is going to be me causing my loved one such heart ache. Essentially I think TP is for carers and most carers have more than enough on their plates without needing the woes of someone else with the illness. I hope that when he needs it Paul will find his way here and know he will get the support and information he will need.
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It has been such a difficult week. I made the decision to stop driving - not that I do much- and dispose of my car. I hoped I could keep on a bit longer inspired by some of the TP contributers who have dementia but have been able to keep on driving but my confidence has gone completely and I was finding that I was confused at traffic lights and not sure without hard thought what the signals meant. So I knew it was time to stop. In the scheme of things it's not serious but for me it seems like another
It has been a lovely Christmas at my daughter's house, except for the bad news about baby Matthew, which worried us all. I managed better than I thought I would. The only difficult time was opening my stocking, bulging with presents as usual. But I was so nervous about it I couldn't do it. I've realised why openening presents is so hard for me. It has been a really inexplicable fear but it really hit me on Christmas morning. I realised I was afraid their might be a rat in the depth of the stocking.
The central heating boiler has been playing up all week and has been off most of the time. I need a bath, I need a bath so badly but there is no hot water and I feel so depressed. Paul insists he can 'fix' it and he probably can in time But I feel nervous about him messing with the central heating boiler - he is a computer specialist not a gas fitter and it first went wrong on Monday so he has been 'fixing' it for a long time. So I feel nervous and anxious and weepy. I went to the hospital on Thursday
I've been away for the weekend - to one of my favourite places in the world, Woodbrooke Quaker study centre in Selly Oak in Birmingham. A haven of peace set in a lovely garden yet right on the side of the Bristol Road. The weekend an annual event for all the part time tutors at the college is usually one of my favourite things in the year. 60-70 colleagues I love ,respect and enjoy being with. But I was aware of how much things had changed since last year.
I could still join in, offer lots