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Kaffeepause
The end of a tough work week and I conclude: Redundancy threats suck. Big time. Parkinson’s symptoms are completely dictated/ linked to stress and rest (or lack of) I liked not being tired more than this feeling My Parkinson’s nurse is a goddess I can knit an ear of rye (yes, it’ll make sense in…
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Baggage – the obligatory back to school post
Oh, you know it’s an inevitability like death and taxes – the back to school post. So, let’s talk bags. Yep, bags. They are, I feel, a bit of a metaphor – I’ve got a range on bags in my life and in my cupboards, apart from the ubiquitous Yorkshire Tea (Aside: this was recommended…
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Pegged out
I am whacked. The rest of the family have gone to Dartmouth regatta but Little One and me stayed home and now he’s in bed. Silence. Bliss. PD means that when you get tired you REALLY get tired, reducing me to a teary wreck. So I bowed out of the trip and here I am.…
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Beach life
A day at the beach. Just me and the boys. Lots of sand, sea and salt. Then the bus ride home and playing with bubbles. I won’t lie, there were some hairy moments but overall it was lovely. The boys had a blast, got completely filthy and played really well together. Result.
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Pick and mix
A mixed bag today. I thought I’d show you a few things from the week so far. My main news however, is that my Parkinson’s appears to be on holiday too. My symptoms are so much better it’s frankly amazing. We went to Torquay and played crazy golf. I won! And got a hole in…