Author Archives: thepogblog
The best things come in twos
Today is my sisters birthday. It turns out (after a DNA test) that they are identical. (I’m very proud though that as the big sister, I can tell the difference between then even when they can’t 🙂) They are quite … Continue reading
Night night Mummy W
Last Monday Mum played table tennis. On Tuesday she couldn’t remember, so I showed her the photo and she informed me that ‘actually I was very good at it’. (Coordination even pre stroke and dementia wasn’t one of Mum’s strengths, … Continue reading
My new face
At some point last year I was going out somewhere with Mr R and had one of those moments when I just could not remember…in this case, it was whether I’d put my make up on or not. I don’t … Continue reading
A parental update
It’s been a while (6 months) since I did a video with Mum for all sorts of reasons, but if you were missing her, I did a quick update here including a quick tour of her room, which is really … Continue reading
Spreading wooly smiles
Around Christmas time I heard an appeal from the RSPCA on the radio for people to make blankets for cold furballs. I can’t stand the thought of a cold furball, so I got crocheting and made this one: We have … Continue reading
No aliens to see here
Once upon a time (around a decade ago), many miles away (Bumpkinsville), my brain used to do a weird thing on quite a regular basis. At least, I think it’s weird; I guess other people’s brain might do the same … Continue reading
Retaining information
Someone in Mum’s dementia unit can read and retain information. Dont get me wrong, this is great. For them. Less so for people like me. Because, to keep people safe in a home such as Mum’s there are key pads … Continue reading
Cracking on with Tuesdays
This Tuesday I joined Mum for breakfast as there seemed rather a lot to get done and I’ve discovered it is possible to fit more into the day if you simply get up earlier and crack on. However, the level … Continue reading
Musical Bingo, anyone?
Now Mum has moved to the dementia unit at the care home, visiting has become a bit more of a gamble. There’s a lot more activities for Mum to take part in and the team have no qualms with ‘encouraging’ … Continue reading
It was a 5 minute job
We all have those five minute jobs that grow legs occasionally, don’t we? I had one yesterday. All I had to do was call the local log man to request a delivery of logs. And it turned out he had … Continue reading
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