This blog is about my life as a mother and nanna and about my great family.
© Emma L. Buckley
Published: October 27, 2021
My mind is not what it once was:wilting like a rose.One thing you must remember:this is not the life I chose.Memories grow more distanteach and every day.I never once consideredthat I'd end up this way.So please hold judgement.Let me be.Please be patient.I am still me.It takes a little longer now for me to understandbut with your help, I will.My moods and symptoms vary,but I am human still.Dementia comes in many forms,we need to spread the word.Make everyone you know aware,as they may not have heard.I hope we find a cure one day,for I feel like I'm stuck.Researchers work very hard,I pray they have some luck.My mind is not what it once was:wilting like a rose.One thing you must remember:this is not the life I chose.
Boy that hit home for me with my brother just passing from ATZ. Horrible disease.
That's sweet and sad.Love,Janie
A person telling others how to treat a person with dementia - interesting poem indeed Jo-Anne.
That was one of the most memorable things you gave listed, Thank you Jo-Anne. I have a great article I wish to send you. If your address is in your profile, I shall. xx
They are pioneering a new treatment for Alzheimer's here in Boston. If it goes as expected they will roll it out full force. It is expected to significantly slow the progress of dementia if not stop it completely.While a wonderful poem, I'd love for it to someday be irrelevant.
Debby........I get thatJanie.......I agreeMargaret.......I thought soKatie........Thank youJuli...........I hope a good trteatment is found
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Thursday again after a few interruptions I am again doing word of the week, this weeks word is “pedagogy”. Which is the science of teaching.