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wits' end: turbulence ahead
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Sunday, 25 April 2010. I had a phone ca. Ll on Thursday to tell me that Mum had "had a fall" just outside her room and was on her way to hospital to be x-rayed. I was tempted to get in the car straight away but I was advised to wait until the results were in. It turned out that there were no broken bones and Mum was back by the evening. I resolved to drive over on Friday. Life in the household is very calm these days. A couple of the more trou...
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wits' end: Hallowe'en Fright
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Sunday, 31 October 2010. The phone rang a little after midnight. It was from the Care Home. Mum was on her way to Hospital. They told me that she had been throwing up, had suddenly gone very pale and clammy to the touch. They would call again if there was more news. How long would she have been left like this until someone had noticed? I began to panic about the future and how I would cope when Mum was more seriously ill. By the time I had to leav...
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wits' end: I'm doomed!
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Tuesday, 17 February 2009. BBC News: Inactivity link to mental decline. You and me both! 17 February 2009 at 16:54:00 GMT. This is great. "Being a slob." That's the technical term. 17 February 2009 at 17:09:00 GMT. While I'm really pretty lazy sometimes, I can't do without my exercise. It's the only thing that keeps me sane these days. If I don't do it, I just drop into depression and just generally get a really, really bad attitude. This journal ...
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wits' end: 2002
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Wednesday, 17 November 2010. Eight years ago now. This story had already begun. I was concerned by Mum's vulnerability, but I had no idea. no idea. 17 November 2010 at 08:13:00 GMT. I wasnt sure about posting this, whether maybe I should leave the news of Mums death as the final entry for the blog. Ive placed it here on a gut feeling - seeking to remember Mum in life rather than in death. 17 November 2010 at 11:19:00 GMT. Hold onto this is the com...
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wits' end: poetry on ward 3
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Wednesday, 10 November 2010. Poetry on ward 3. It's Mum's last full day in Hospital today. When I arrive, she smiles at me and asks: "Didn't you know I was in here? She doesn't remember my other visits. I take comfort from the thought that at least she knows she is in a Hospital today. I stroke her hand. She seems to like that. Soon her eyelids are drooping and she is asleep. There are 3 other ladies in the room, having a conversation about favour...
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wits' end: bugger
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Friday, 6 August 2010. I posted a similar. News story back in February 2009, but I'm linking to this new one. Because the probability of me developing Dementia, myself, seems to be increasing each time they release a study. First they said that inactivity could lead to. Diabetes, Depression and Dementia. Today's report is that you are more likely to get. Dementia if you have had Diabetes and Depression. 6 August 2010 at 15:18:00 BST. I wouldnt wor...
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wits' end: career choices
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Thursday, 4 February 2010. Mum: "See that man over there? I think he's a Pilot.". Mum: "Yes, I think that's what he said.". T: "OH. I've been thinking he was a PIRATE! Clasps one hand to her eye]. And so ended the more lucid part of the afternoon's conversation. This week's wall art is 50s-themed. The staff do all the work themselves. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Diary of a carer. Citygirltalks: a look back.
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wits' end: lick
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Tuesday, 1 December 2009. I've got a Teddy Bear in my room. I walked into the shop and there it was, looking right at me. And it was only £10, so I said 'I'm going to buy that'.". Mum's talking about the Bear. I bought her for her Birthday 6 weeks ago. We are the stories we tell ourselves. Mum is recycling herself. Do you know, I was on this train travelling to.London. And these older girls. they pushed me off it? However, as the morning progresse...
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wits' end: a lovely little stranger
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Walking into a dark wood, but marking a trail on the way. Monday, 14 December 2009. A lovely little stranger. I watched a couple of excellent Dementia documentaries on the BBC this week. The first, " Can Gerry Robinson Fix Dementia Care Homes? The second documentary I saw also focussed on stimulation as a key to the care of those with Alzheimers. " Alzheimer's: The Musical. One participant, Ted, talking about his wife, Hilda, crystallised how I think about Mum sometimes:. 15 December 2009 at 00:13:00 GMT.