I was very moved by Jaqui’s post, in the early days after we have come to terms with the diagnosis, (why me?) symptoms are copable with and we find work arounds, use sticks, furniture and rollators or scooters and wheelchairs. But then it becomes harder to ignore the clumsiness and slurred speech, the ever present fear of falls and the reaction of family and friends, some are great and some just can’t cope with seeing us anymore. All this so tiring and not good for our mental health.
Then we have Don, with his sense of humour. Wobbly bee always there for us with information and research, Harriet watching over us and wibblywobbly sharing her up and down moments.
I’m lucky to have a loving and supportive wife. We are not rich neither are we poor. I know a lot about how the brain and body work based on my career as an holistic therapist. I have ‘toys’ to keep me active and busy, scooter for local trips, wheelchair for bus and train and great support from my local gym and my children and grandchildren. My hobbies of toy making and growing bonsai trees (a hobby I’ve had for over 40 years) give me pleasure. I have also not been too proud to ask for help and have recently started with a speech therapist, remotely on my iPad.
I suppose my message is that there’s help to be found, both here and out in the larger world, but here we all share similar experience and will try to understand each other and provide comfort based on that shared understanding. It’s okay to admit that life is now more of a struggle. Finding fun can also be harder, keep looking and my love to you all.
Nigel