Tag: dementia

• 63 years, iron filings

  

  Or, On meeting a man in the pub We stood there together in front of the crowd And promised each other our lives and ourselves Your hand on my back Me holding you tight Not daring to look straight To stare at the light That image is burnt now It’s seared on my soul It’s…

  Pollie Math

  August 9, 2015

  NaPoWriMo (or poetry)

  anniversary, dementia, love, marriage, meeting, pub talk, stranger

• Senior

  

  I had a senior moment today. But I’m not senior. I don’t think I am anyway. I thought I if lost my handbag – forgot I’d locked it safely in the car completely. It slightly freaked me out. Is this a slippery slope? Oblivion or fatigue? I have a ‘thing’ about losing my marbles…that’s why…

  Pollie Math

  May 14, 2014

  First principles, Parkinsons

  dementia, early onset parkinsons, health, senior moment