I realise my recent blog posts have been a bit serious. Actually, I’ve a lot of fun with my carers.
Care companies come in all shapes, sizes and qualities. I’ve had excellent experiences, bad experiences and yes ugly experiences. Ugly
“Help, mummy, help me.” The shouting had been going on so long I finally began to switch off to it.
Have you ever heard of body mapping? Neither had I before I was ill. My first experience of it came
Have you ever said something and then realised it could be misunderstood? I find that happens all the time with
Why is it that so much stuff designed for the disabled are either called by baby names or have a
When I was well and, on my feet, I was extremely active. I never used to lie in bed in
I am fortunate to live in a country and a time with the NHS. It is a brilliant institution. Any
“You look so well.” Those wonderful words that everyone with a life limiting illness or any illness really enjoys hearing.
I didn’t just wake up one day and find myself in a hospital bed with cot sides and carers. It
Wouldn’t it be great to have a shower again? That was the simple thought which started it all off. I
Care is a very strange thing. It’s a relationship that is very intimate. Only in medicine do we have equally
“OK, shall we get in the bath now.” This was said by one of the two young ladies who were
“Hello world!” I was sitting naked on a commode with a carer either side of me. The bathroom was so