When we were young

Some thoughts on when we were young and how the experiences we had have equipped us to challenge this condition and to not give in. Through learning to be independent and to think for ourselves, we know what we need in the way of support to succeed. Here is a link to a podcast aboutContinue reading “When we were young”

What happens after??

Many years ago I worked as a Social Worker in the community with people with dementia and their partners/husbands/wives and other family members who needed support. There were groups available for people in the early stages of dementia, support groups for family members and volunteers to help support the carers and people with dementia. AContinue reading “What happens after??”

Support Groups… we all need different things!

Tonight, my husband and I attended the monthly support group that we have at a local bar. We have been going for a while now and it is nice to know that it is a safe group to talk about our diagnosis and other things in our lives. Many of the group are still working,Continue reading “Support Groups… we all need different things!”

So this is it…

I woke up this morning and my first thought was that I will no longer be a Social Worker when this day is done. It will be a strange feeling when I leave at the end of the day, knowing that I will never walk into that building again as an employee and most ofContinue reading “So this is it…”

Inspirational

In my work over the years, I have worked with many people in challenging circumstances. They have had sudden devastating illnesses such as strokes and brain tumors, dementia and a vast array of other conditions. I have worked with them and their families and done my best to support them as they either progress –Continue reading “Inspirational”

Feel the fear and do it anyway..

This is a saying I heard many years ago and something I try to live by in many ways. As an example, I had a friend who learned to sky dive when I was about 16 years of age. As someone who has always had a fear of heights the thought of it was quiteContinue reading “Feel the fear and do it anyway..”

Last night I cried… after writing my last post

I wrote in my last post about how sometimes I try to wish away this thing I call ‘Parkies’. Wishing it weren’t my reality. My husband read my post and reassured me that I am doing well and that he sees me coping with the diagnosis and mostly just getting on with life. However, buriedContinue reading “Last night I cried… after writing my last post”