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Helping hug
You know me. Parkinson’s isn’t a big theme here most of the time but sometimes I get thinking about how it erodes the normality of life and in particular today, my role as a mother. You can imagine how frustrating it is to have to ask for help, to worry that people are wondering why…
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Time management t’internet style
To Twitter. No, we are not conjugating the verb – I have dipped my toe in at last and thanks to the @mnblogger group it’s so far been an ace experience. But I can see already its an addictive vice and I’m already a risk due to Ropinerole (remind me to tell you about how…
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Awkward
Have you ever watched TOWIE? Amy, the pneumatic beautician has a wonderful habit of uttering the single word ‘awk-ward’ to sum up difficult situations. I love her even though I know I shouldn’t. Awkward sums it up very nicely indeed for me right now. I’ve been reading Zalamanda’s excellent blog about explaining Parkinson’s to young…
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Can you see what I see?
If you were diagnosed with a degenerative disease would you want to find out about it? Would you do your research or block your ears and sing lalalala very loudly? You’ve probably guessed I’m belting out show tunes at the top of my voice. But I’m trying to engage a little more because I want…
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Light
Parkinsons is not pleasant – that much is flippin’ obvious but it’s the insidious way it robs you of the joy of life that gets me the most. Not today. Today has been quietly wonderful. Elder whizzed off to school (literally, you should see that child on his scooter) and Little One and I went…