I have been cursed with really tricky veins and have had even the most experienced phlebotomist (there is no rhyme …) have to give up and walk away defeated. It has been consistently a problem and I get tense every time someone requires that I have blood taken. It is usually preceded by something like,Continue reading ““The Bloodsucker’s Curse” – A podcast and poem”
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Hospital, health and Harrahs – a poem and a Podcast
i wrote this yesterday, inspired by being weighed to get me ready for my operation on Monday. I write a lot of my poetry when I am stressed. Sometimes like today, I can be sitting getting blood taken – hey that’s an idea for a poem – and a poem starts to come to me.Continue reading “Hospital, health and Harrahs – a poem and a Podcast”
I love my husband – A poem not about Parkinson’s
Just because life is not all about Parkinson’s, I like to write and share the odd poem and this is an odd poem! I hope you like it.
Two poems – ‘Where is the little boy?’ and ‘Have you seen your mother naked?’ – Podcast
As you can probably tell from the title, these are two very different poems! But, for different reasons, they both make me smile when I read them. I hope you enjoy them both. I have posted these before on this blog, if you want to read them for yourself, just do a search for poemsContinue reading “Two poems – ‘Where is the little boy?’ and ‘Have you seen your mother naked?’ – Podcast”
Party Priorities Men vs Women – Podcast Episode 7
I thought I would share a poem I wrote recently about different perspectives of priorities when having a party. Being the season of barbeques and family gatherings, I thought this was a good fit for the ‘silly season’. I hope you enjoy it.
Parkies, life and grief
As with any other person, there is much more to my life than just the diagnosis of Parkinson’s. I carry with me a grief that no mother should have to face. The death of my oldest son, suddenly and far too soon at just short of his 39th birthday. One thing that I find comfortContinue reading “Parkies, life and grief”
Words are important
I know there will be changes to my body in the future. I think I am prepared for that. The thing that I am not looking forward to, is that one day my voice will change and my words both spoken and written may leave me. I have had some symptoms which apparently can beContinue reading “Words are important”
Learning to bowl… with a Parkies brain
A good example of how slowed processing in my Parkies brain, can make things more challenging than for the average person. Too much information, from too many people, in a short space of time just ends up a confusing jumble in my mind. So I wrote this poem… Learning to bowlWhich side is the bais,Continue reading “Learning to bowl… with a Parkies brain”
Who am I?
As I am on the cusp of my retirement, I found this poem that I had written some time ago and it spoke to me. I thought I would share it with you. It is very much a reflection of the stage of life I find myself in. Having spent the last 20 years identifyingContinue reading “Who am I?”
The Parkies Poet…
The Parkies Poet She is the Parkies Poet she says ‘the Parkies Poet am I’She sits there at the keyboard and watches her fingers flyShe sits and writes a poem, it may be happy or sadJust sits and writes a poem, and hope it won’t turn badIt may not be about Parkies, the topics canContinue reading “The Parkies Poet…”
My journey with Parkinsons 