A photo of me at home

A photo of me at home
A new photo of me and Jean at home

Thursday, 20 November 2014

Life with MND - September 2014



On the first we got first ‘double up’ in mornings with council carers relieving Jean of the commitment - again a welcome break for Jean.
 We had a visit from the Dietician - nothing new to report other than the fact, I always look forward to and thoroughly enjoy breakfast and lunch. However, this month found the usual tea time meal was causing reflux throughout the evenings, so I’ve had to switch to lighter meals, like poached egg on toast, or one of my favourites, porridge made with oat meal - seems to have solved the problem meantime.
On the eighth we again had weigh in at Forres hospital – really surprised when nurse said 68k, considering when last weighed on May 13th I was 63kg. To put on 5kg’s with continual ongoing muscle wastage and no obvious signs of where my body has put it  on - a surprise.
Had Wilma, the self-employed carer, in for a week of continuous attention whilst Jean had her respite break at our time share in Aviemore. Glad to say, no mishaps during the week and a relaxing time for Jean and I - totally at ease with Wilma, who over the year has became accustomed to my ways and needs.
Although, MND is a truly ‘hellish disease with no known cure’ - oddly enough, for me, it has an ‘up side’ in that, it has opened my mind to a totally different set of thoughts, and priorities, which has made for a more understanding and tolerant individual seeing myself, in this alien world, heading I suspect, for total reliance on others as the disabilities trundles ever on.
It’s so hard to get my head round why my hands, which have served me faithfully for over 70 years and have always responded to my thoughts and needs, won’t work now - without  any signs of deformities and normal sensations to the tip of the finger.
Finally, in this installment of my story it would be remiss of me not to mention the referendum (for Scottish independence), so after some serious consideration and listening to views and reading reviews, I’ll just say I ended up voting with my heart and not my head. But I will die content that I put a cross in the right place for me.

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