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Its funny how our minds can play tricks on us, it wouldn't be the first time I've misread the clock. I think its because when we wake we expect it to be the time we are supposed to be awake??Don't do what I did today! Woke up at 7.30 am, too early to get up with nothing to do so stayed in bed. Next thing, phone went, my son calling just for a chat, he lives over 100 miles away so I've not seen him since Christmas, I looked at the clock, 10.10am, perfect . Chatted for ages, decided to make a coffee then get dressed. Looked at clock. 12.30pm! I had misread the time, slept until almost 12 and missed a Zoom call with a church group - I was the host and scheduled the meeting so it did not take place and when they phoned me, my phone was engaged!
I was so embarrassed when the doorbell went and it was a friend worried about me because I had not opened the meeting - they thought I might be ill or worse!
I'll now be setting an alarm and checking my diary more often! Better to be double booked than forget something altogether!
My son was very sweet though and asked if he could have a couple of things from my Mums house when we clear it as he wants something to remember her.. I did point out that she was not dead, just moved to a Care Home but I was still touched.
Yes it is a horrid job, mum kept things because they meant something even though I might not understand that meaning. And as always objects that are keepsakes are simple things ..a card, a photo, a picture, documents, jewelry and other objects -none of which have monetary value, but have heeps of sentimental value. Mum had even kept grandads discharge papers from the RAF after the war -I was astonished when I found themAfter he went into residential care last March I had to clear the furniture and clothing out from The Banjoman’s rented flat, his brother sorted everything else and put it all in storage. I kept some clothes as I was slowly putting labels on and working out what he would need. 3months, 3 years? Who knew how long he would be in there?
After he died in October his brother emptied the storage facility, took all the books to charity shops, took some things back to France and left me with several boxes of “stuff”. I couldn’t face doing much with it all for several months and it is still cluttering my house as I have been in self isolation and all the charity shops have been closed. When they open up again I am sure they will be inundated with donations where everyone has spent their lockdown time clearing out!
It is a horrid job because you are disposing of someone’s life, things that meant a great deal to them even if you don’t share their memories.
I am an adrenaline junky @canary, a termed coined by a colleague when I throw everything at managing a sick patient. I have a range of gears and tend to slip from 1st to 10th in a flash. I think my flight-fight response is over wired and explains the anxiety I feel at times -which can be overwhelming. I am better though since I had my rhythm problem last year and got cardioverted, I know when I need to take my beta blockers(((((((((((((((((((((hugs)))))))))))))))) Simon. Your mind is still in overdrive with everything you have been doing recently. Your adrenaline levels must be in overdrive! Please be careful that you dont suddenly collapse,
PS try shutting your mums bedroom door so you dont have to see it.
I remember that thread well @Grannie G - I was one of the founder members!