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a week on in mum's journey

Some people think it's strange that I publish blogs on my mum, but hey, it's my way of dealing with it and hopefully some people can learn from it too. Tough reading ahead perhaps for some. And if you don't want to read, that's fine too. Stop…

On the eve of another journey....

Tomorrow, mum’s door to her home closes as she enters another door, the palliative care door at our local aged care home. Things have moved on quickly in the last few days…..Mum is in quite a bit of pain and very weak. The tough, but right…

boiled or scrambled?

Recurring patterns? When I needed to eat but didn’t feel like it, my best mate Wendy delivered boiled eggs to my door each day. This was back in 1998. Today, 2017, I delivered scrambled eggs to my mum’s bedside. She ate about 3 mouthfuls.…
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The Seven Ages of Man....

I have known these famous words below from Shakespeare’s As You Like It since I was a teenager at school. Today however I feel like I came close to really ‘knowing’ them. My day started with ‘the lover’, Mark and I having a…
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Another Door Opens, another journey begins

Dealing with this next  journey with mum via writing. Mum not only has Alzheimer’s but now has lung cancer. Even though her memory doesn’t allow her to remember her diagnosis last week, psychologically and physically something has changed.…