I have watched football for some time, although these days I struggle to watch a full game on TV, as well as that I get very agitated by the professional cheats and end up shouting at the ref through the TV.
I am not as bad as some people I have seen, who watch these games in Pubs etc, and then start swearing at the TV as if its going to sort the problems out.
However the thing that gets me more worked up these days is trying to pronounce some of the players names. There are so many foreign names these days, and I do not dare to pronounce them as I usually make a complete mess of it.
I was never very good at doing this before the Dementia, but now I find that I need time to focus on the name and then try to break it down in the hope that I may get somewhere close.
My family have had many a good laugh at my attempts, but they also realise that I am having an attempt to do something when my brain does not always tell me what is in front of me.
Another problem is that, I do not always know when I am shouting or talking louder than I should. That is until "She who must be obeyed" tells me to shut up or keep quiet. Then I know that I am getting noisy.
My son said if I went to watch him play football in our local park, I would probably get sent off the field.
When I think back, I used to be classed as a very quiet person who would not say boo to a goose, but that was before this illness got hold of me.
Life goes on..
Best Wishes
Ken
I am not as bad as some people I have seen, who watch these games in Pubs etc, and then start swearing at the TV as if its going to sort the problems out.
However the thing that gets me more worked up these days is trying to pronounce some of the players names. There are so many foreign names these days, and I do not dare to pronounce them as I usually make a complete mess of it.
I was never very good at doing this before the Dementia, but now I find that I need time to focus on the name and then try to break it down in the hope that I may get somewhere close.
My family have had many a good laugh at my attempts, but they also realise that I am having an attempt to do something when my brain does not always tell me what is in front of me.
Another problem is that, I do not always know when I am shouting or talking louder than I should. That is until "She who must be obeyed" tells me to shut up or keep quiet. Then I know that I am getting noisy.
My son said if I went to watch him play football in our local park, I would probably get sent off the field.
When I think back, I used to be classed as a very quiet person who would not say boo to a goose, but that was before this illness got hold of me.
Life goes on..
Best Wishes
Ken
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