Advocates Christine Thelker © 2020 Dementia Silver Linings

Surprised by my anger

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Yesterday was the first day since the start of this pandemic that I have felt angry, actually it’s the first time in a very very long time, that I’ve felt angry about anything, and it’s spilled over to today.
I’ve felt many things in the last number of years I have had many things come at me that could or perhaps should have caused me to boil over with anger, but I’ve felt frustration, sadness, disappointment, and a whole array of emotions, but the anger that I felt yesterday and today was not something I saw coming, but there it was, and here it is.
I was going to write about it last night, decided I needed to really think about where and what was driving anger that has left me very unsettled because this kind of anger is not my norm. Many times today I started to write and then stopped. I finally feel able to write about the anger and the thing that really triggered it.

I’ve always tried to honour and respect other’s opinions and believe we all have the right to our views. But there are times when it can and does sometimes more harm than good.

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Sometimes it does actually waste a lot of good energy on something that has no positive impact.
That’s where the anger came from, people wasting good energy, on something that serves no purpose. Other than to make them feel good I guess at expressing their right to free speech. But it angers me that they don’t stop to think about the hurt they may be causing others. Sometimes we should exercise our right to free speech, if it will bring something good, something positive to happen.

Conspiracy theories, refusal to wear masks ( which may be an inconvenience, but that’s all it is), people protesting encouraging others to not follow the guidelines set our by our top health personal. Does not generate anything positive.

I wonder if they give any thought to how that makes those who have already suffered the losses of a loved one to this pandemic, or the thousands and thousands of people suffering the “ long Haul”symptoms wondering if they will ever be well enough to resume there lives. Have we become a society that the “me and I” that we give not thought to how our actions impact others.
I wonder if people understand that yes there is a concern, if they don’t want to believe the health officials, or our government personnel, then perhaps they should figure out how to do true legitimate research, to where the science is right there, the scientists know.
The doctors who are working in hospitals that are at or near capacity know, maybe it hasn’t impacted those people who are shouting out about conspiracy or how we shouldn’t listen or follow the rules. Maybe it hasn’t impacted them yet.

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But when it comes knocking are you going to forgo your loved one being treated because after all you don’t believe you should have to take it seriously or follow the rules, should we be asking those who don’t want to follow the rules to provide their information so that we can put them to the bottom of the list should they need treatment and give it first to those who having been doing what they can to help protect not only themselves and their families but others as well. I wonder how they would feel then.
You see for me it isn’t about me, I can and will do what I can to take care of myself, but I do care about others, I care how it makes someone who may be trying to manage and cope, while their loved lays in a hospital on a ventilator fighting for their life.
Maybe all those people who think it’s not that bad should be rounded up to donate all that energy to helping in care homes and hospitals, maybe if they see first hand they might think before wasting their energy and time on something that is of zero value in the bigger picture.
people are worried about their jobs, about businesses closing we all are, but if we first don’t all do our part, those things will all be effected anyways, people will be to sick to work or shop, or anything, yet we have the ability to do something by all doing our part, so why aren’t we?
My anger is gone know, displaced by a deep sadness over what I see, there is still much good in this world and I’ll pray that good wins, because at the moment that’s all I have. By the Grace of God go I.

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Managing during a time of a Pandemic

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I am extremely isolated these days, partly because I’ve become more isolated and being in solitude over the past few years, that became a real thing not this fall but the fall before, there was a day that forever stays etched in my mind, and from that day on friendships vanished, others took a noticeable hit.

Maybe people think I wouldn’t notice the change, but I like most with dementia feels things at an unbelievably deep level, our intuition and our senses are very acute.

So I know the day it all changed, and I have learnt to come to be ok with it. The pandemic brought about a whole new level of isolation, lock down happened , I spent the better part of the last nine months being sick, once things opened up again, I still was not comfortable to be out and about, only going for necessities,

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I loved having social distanced coffees at the park, that was always a treat and so enjoyed those visits. People bubbles expanded, mine did not, my bubble is less than six, I would be hard pressed to count up to six who are part of my bubble. Am I being overly cautious?

Perhaps I am but after getting sick in March, laying in bed for weeks, and for the next nine months having my body endure what I call intermittent attacks on it, my lungs, my kidneys, my liver, my heart, my skin, it’s been unending, a few good days or even a week here and there but overall nine months of being unwell, spending more time in bed than out, at times not being able to leave my building because the stairs were unmanageable, and on the days I could somedays only managing to walk a half a block, this from me the walker, miles and miles everyday. Fighting huge amounts of inflammation throughout my body, fatigue that makes my fatigue from dementia seem like a cake walk and believe me it is anything but.

Overly cautious?,maybe, but my health can’t take to many more hits, is or was it covid or not? I don’t know if many people will ever have correct answers, testing not done in early days, not accurate enough testing, to many unknowns. I will take part in a trial when it starts here, but even antibody testing is not fool proof, the latest is that it may show you have antibodies to covid, but there is now more than one strain, so antibodies don’t necessarily mean you are safe, and they don’t know if you in fact can’t contract more than once.

So overly cautious maybe to some it would seem that way, but for me I fight hard to stay at the level I am because I live with Dementia (although declines is happening), and i to am aware of that. I am fighting hard to not be swallowed up by my illness, to try to maintain some quality of life for a couple more years, so if I fight that hard to have that living with my dementia why then would I not fight that hard to protect myself from COVID-19.

I know there are many who believe in conspiracy theories, I know there is many who think they aren’t going to follow the rules. I wrestle with understanding it, wearing a mask is a simple thing it’s a very small inconvenient thing, but it’s something we can do if not for ourselves for others, I wear mine because I don’t want to be responsible to get anyone sick, I don’t want anyone to go through my last nine months or worse, and for so many it’s far far worse. My heart breaks for the baby who in the very province I live in was brought into the world by emergency c section, because the young mother was having to be placed on a ventilator, and not even aware that her baby is born and healthy, and the hardship on her spouse and family. I know some people can’t take it serious until it becomes something that effects them or theirs. I know everyone is entitled to their own thoughts and feelings on the matter. I have always thought of others first and that is still true today, and I can respect others thoughts and opinions.

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My only hope is that we can all think about our others enough to all do our part, if we all do the things we know we can to take care of ourselves and our families, and yes this means doing things differently, thinking outside the box, getting creative, then we can get through this, but if we don’t if we all act like selfish and entitled spoiled peoples then the collateral damage may be more than you really wanted to pay.
I spend my days with my little dog ( Pheobe), I am so grateful I have her, she is great company and brings me great joy. I spend time cleaning drawers and cupboards, I’ve upholstered some pieces of furniture, I’m going to try to make some cushions, I only watch snippets of news, so that I keep my mental health in check, I socialize via a video calks and zoom and phone chats, with those who can and want to maintain relationships. I stay busy with advocating, working with research groups.

I learnt how to think outside the box while trying to form and build a life while living with my dementia, so maybe I need to be grateful for that, while I watch so many struggle, because they have yet to learn how to focus on what they can still do instead of what they may not be able too during this pandemic, for many the things they can’t do will be for the short term, months perhaps even a year or so, but for many of us we already have had to make those changes but for us they are permanent.
I hope everyone can find a way to stay well, stay safe, and be grateful for all that we still have.

Advocates Advocating Christine Thelker © 2020 Dementia For This I Am Grateful Living well with Dementia Silver Linings

All that in a Day

Yesterday was one of those seemingly rare days, when you have one amazing thing happening and it turns into a day filled with more than you could imagine.

The day started out with the anticipation and excitement about the on line book launch for my book, “For this I am Grateful”. Hosted by Noelannah Nuebeauer and Janet Douglas.
They had done a terrific job, marketing this event, great posters and graphics. But before the event started I received an email from the University of Toronto, I had done a survey for them because of all the illness I have suffered since March, turns out they are doing a research project of people like myself, it is not rolled out across Canada yet, that will happen though, so they will be keeping my information so I will be part of their research, which includes antibody testing for covid, it is specifically looking at the “ long hauler” people who are still or did struggle for many months, but never got tested early due to tests not being done for everyone at that time.
I’m thrilled to take part, to maybe end up with clear answers, and I’m quite sure my doctor would also like a more clear reason for what’s been happening these last months.

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The next thing that happened was I was having my third day of being the best I’ve been for months, not perfect, but perfect enough for me, it was day four of a new regime of massive doses of vitamin C, D, magnesium, and increased pre and probiotics, and an anti histamine every day. My arm is improving, all other symptoms returning to more normal like behaviours, my sleep is better, fatigue has eased, able to be up for increased number of hours per day.

The book. Launch was a great success and a lot of great questions and conversations throughout. I loved how engaged and interactive it was.
Following the event I was then asked to talk to a class of HCA students, so I am honoured to and will do that week after next. This is where we start to make a difference and can truly have an impact.
Right after that I had a meeting with Sana from Alzheimer’s BC, she will be presenting today at a committee. I sit on in our community, that is working to make Vernon a Dementia Friendly Village, we talked about the use of language, we talked about how to change it and to work on the language around it. She then asked if she could change her presentation to be a joint presentation, which would be more of a discussion between her and I and more questions directed to me, so that then the conversation could become more interactive with the rest of the committee with more of a Q&A event rather than just a presentation by her. These are all great things.

But it doesn’t stop there, then I received a call from Okanagan Clinical trials, I was there for my third time last Monday, my testing in some areas was where I would have thought they would be, but in Two others they were worse than I expected, and yet somehow I wasn’t surprised really because I know I’ve had some changes in specific areas over recent months. But they were a little worse than anticipated. So they called to say after reviewing my tests again they have decided there is another trial they are just starting that they feel I am a perfect candidate for if I’m willing to participate. So today I will be talking with them about what that will entail. It is another avenue to contribute to help all in the fight to learn and understand Dementia.
I was up more than I had hoped in the night with my arm bothering me, I have been fully up since four thirty this morning watching the snow fall, but overall still feel like I’m improving. The specialist Dr. Cunningham wanted me to see regarding my arm referred as an urgent, won’t happen until February, I think I will have figured out the pieces to get myself well before then, I can’t wait and do nothing, so hopefully this new regime will keep showing improvement. In the meantime it’s time to get ready for another day of meetings starting at ten am winding up at two, that’s a lot in one day for me, my brain will be fatigued so nothing else will happen today except maybe a walk in the fresh falling snow, where I can reflect on all the great things of yesterday.

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In Discussion with David Harvey and Dementia Dialogues

I’m thrilled to share this podcast with David Harvey, which aired yesterday. David has an incredible ability to bring about great perspectives and thought provoking questions.

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I so enjoyed this conversation it brought me back to why I started writing, it reminded of many aspects, triggered memories. It left me feeling like I am exactly where I am meant to be doing exactly what I’m meant to do. It again reminded me that although life doesn’t go as we planned or hoped doesn’t mean we can’t have a good life with what we are given. Feeling very grateful
Thank you David for your support and encouragement. You are a gift to us all.

Advocates Christine Thelker © 2020 Dementia For This I Am Grateful Silver Linings

Forgetting that I Forgot

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It’s funny how so often I don’t even realize what I have forgotten, and how surprised I am by that. You would think that after six years it wouldn’t surprise me but it does, but the fact is I’ve forgotten what I forgot a lot of the time. Then someone will say something, or I will see something that will trigger a forgotten piece and it comes flashing into my mind, like the gate of dam was just opened and the water came rushing in, so too does that forgotten piece, that moment in time or that event, and along with it an emotional response.

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The emotional response at times is almost child like very kiddy with excitement at the revelation, it can bring about a feeling of warmth and comfort, it can also bring about tears and a deep feeling of grief. Sometimes it brings such joy and a sense of contentment.
This explains in my opinion why even has people progress with their dementia they would exhibit different behaviours and responses.
So often people with dementia are “ purple dotted” when in hospital or long term care when in fact they are not they are just responding to triggers and memories. I for sure would or will be purple dotted, because I am totally a person who does things and responds from an emotional place. Some respond from a very logical place, some emotional, we are all different, but we all respond. Some people will act instantly when put in a fearful situation, others will freeze, but all will have a response.
So although at times forgetting things like appointments, meetings, taking medications may be a frustration, I have learnt to live with them , shrug my shoulders, shake my head, laugh at myself, and say well I’ll try for the next time. It used to trigger such a level of frustration that it actually caused me anger and anxiety, the anger was at myself for being forgetful in the first place, instead of being kind and forgiving to myself because I do have and live with dementia, still too often putting to high of expectations on myself, the anxiety coming from fear, that things are getting worse, that my illness is progressing. Yet that is the expected, the progression, yet somehow because we put these expectations on ourselves, because we allow the fear to develop into anxiety we end up with unpleasant and often unexpected responses to situations.
Perhaps during later stages when we no longer can rationalize these things, yet the responses are still there, it again explains a lot of behaviours that are mislabeled and mis treated with medications.
I am still in early enough stages ( that’s my opinion), people on the outside may have a different view, that I monitor ( or try too), myself closely, I pay a great deal of attention to how I am responding to things. I am working on learning the importance of laughing at myself, replacing fear and anxiety with humour and laughter.
I don’t want other people to laugh at me or make fun of me or my missteps because of my illness, that is very belittling. But having someone join me, and be able to share in the silliness of something that is anything but makes it bearable.

The other day a friend came and took me for a drive and out for the day because I have not been feeling well enough to go on my own, we were driving and talking and something struck me about how surprised I am that I keep forgetting I forget, we both ended up having great fit of laughter over it, it was a great shared moment. I can and do know the difference between the shared experience and the mocking and judgmental moments or the “ oh I do that all the time statements which while well intentioned are anything but.

Learning to live with Dementia, learning to find the new mechanisms to adapt, not only to how we do things but how we respond as well. Who said people with dementia aren’t capable anymore, seems to me that being able to adapt in those ways debunks that theory.

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Being my own Lab Rat

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Am I going to be added to the list of Covid 19 “ Long Hauler” list, it’s hard to say,, Doctors are scrambling to deal with so many unknowns during this pandemic. How many people like me went without being tested because in the beginning testing was only being done on health care workers etc. We went untested for a month or more, the testing done at the point was well pointless.
I got sick on March 14, 9 months later, here we are in November and I have been hit with wave after wave of strange illness, I’ve struggled, I’ve been hospitalized a number of times. Inflammation in my system a huge issue, carbon Dioxide levels to high, skin infections, almost no part of my body has left untouched.

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The doctors are trying, they can’t say with certainty that I had covid back in the beginning, they can’t say I didn’t. I sit and wonder how many others fall into that category.
We can’t blame the doctors for so many unknowns, they don’t have all the answers this is something new, and just like with my dementia diagnosis I have to do my part to help my doctors help me. I have to read new reports and finding the doctors are simply to busy to keep up with it all the data coming in, after all they still have all the other duties being a doctor entails.
So I once again have become my lab rat, researching, reading, taking notes, to keep track build a graph so to speak.

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All my illness cannot be blamed on my Dementia, not all that has been attacking me can be blamed on my complications, my vascular system etc.
Last Saturday night, one of the doctors called me at 630 at night, saying they didn’t like something in one of my tests, something growing ( a bug/ infection) that they weren’t sure what it was, they gave me very powerful medications to eradicate it,

it doesn’t matter to me what the tests results were or weren’t, for one thing to many false tests especially in the early days.
what matters to me is that I do all I can to help myself. I don’t wish this on anyone, it’s relentless, I’ve had about 4/5 weeks that I could classify has feeling really good in 9 months, I am striving to fuel my body with has much good stuff as I can in my bid for a good run. I keep being told it’s going to take time, I’ve been hearing that since March, and given that I’m in year six of my journey with Dementia, time is the one thing I don’t have a lot of to spare. Each day since the massive three days of medication last Saturday night, I am feeling better and stronger. I am holding my breath hoping this is finally the thing that stops all these attacks on my system.
This also means I am being extra cautious, wether you believe covid is as bad as they say, or don’t believe in at all, all I can say is I wish this on no one. The more the numbers climb, the more I isolate myself, and I have since the day we started in March been following and taking all precautions, I know I’m high risk and I know because of my dementia I would not be given the same care as someone without Dementia, I’m already terminal, so I can live with that, but at the same time I can fight hard to get myself a couple more years and be able to have a quality of life. I’m not done yet.

Advocates Christine Thelker © 2020 Dementia For This I Am Grateful Living well with Dementia Silver Linings

Finding the Happy

Yesterday my doctor called, back to the lab for more tests, sometimes it feels like my life is about appointments, But this is life for many with Dementia, so many underlying health matters. It’s a tangled mess, but at least they try. I will be happy when antibody testing can be done, because I have been sick since March, a few good weeks in that time but more time being sick, feeling like my body is attacking itself, and sometimes I ponder how much is simply being blamed on my dementia because that’s always rather easy answer. However I do have good doctors and my GP I have complete trust in.

so what does that have to do with finding my happy, well I could become despondent or depressed feeling sick so much, but I don’t because I focus on the good moments in the day. I still attend meetings, still present speeches and contribute to the research groups I am part of. I’ve been doing a “ one thing a day” for a while, as my fatigue means my ability to maintain enough energy to do more is not there. But I celebrate what I do manage, and yes I am human and sometimes every once in a while, I get angry, mad, frustrated, because there is much I want to do but my health is hindering me.

So finding my happy is extremely important, and it’s important for everyone, especially during times like those we live in, so much uncertainty for people I am fortunate my mother instilled in me from the time I was a tiny girl that when everything feels out of sync, when you are having times of troubled waters, you need to keep busy. Keep your hands busy, it will quiet your mind. That’s how you find your happy, get busy doing something, do something that has some normalcy to it. Teach yourself something new, something as simple as cleaning out a drawer or closet gives a sense of satisfaction and brings calm, we feel good when we complete something.

So yesterday, I tackled a project, I recovered phoebes window seat, another small bench, a chair and foot stool, and have cut out cushion covers to coordinate, I’m going to change my space around, make it a happy space for winter. This brings me to that happy place.

So even though I don’t feel well, and some days are worst than others I’m always finding ways to bring joy to my life, and it may not be perfect but I did it, that’s what matters.
So during these days when everything around you feels uncertain, and I have to tell you those of us living with Dementia spend most days feel like we are walking on quick sand because everything is uncertain for us all the time, but we are always striving* to find our happy, so get busy and you can too.

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Bringing the conversation to you

Hosted by Noelannah Neubauer with Special guest Janet Douglas

A very special event that will enlighten uplift and bring insight to all those working in Dementia, to those living with Dementia and all those who have been touched by Dementia.

You will hear from Noelannah as a researcher, and from Janet, a person living with Dementia and others, about the importance of sharing information and how Dementia is not what is percieved by many.

I so look forward to talking and sharing parts of my book, hearing the prospectives of Noelannah and Janet, and others who may wish to share.

the link is in the invite….. MARK YOUR CALENDARS

Thank you to Noelannah and Janet for all your hard work

Advocates Advocating Christine Thelker © 2020 Dementia For This I Am Grateful Living well with Dementia Silver Linings

It’s about Halloween and Clocks

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For most Halloween like many other things, this year are different, of course, some people will insist that they have Halloween just like any other, others will be creative and inventive. It makes me stop and think about all the people who in the past didn’t even have time to worry about whether Christmas or Halloween or birthday parties or any other of our multitude of holidays we celebrate would even happen.

I think about the people like my mom who grew up during the Second World War in Germany, with bombs dropping on her house, about them fleeing for their lives, about them scrounging and yes even stealing food so they wouldn’t starve. I think about all she endured during the Great Depression. the sacrifices she made fleeing to England and then Canada.

So I don’t believe that I have the right to complain or feel sorry for myself because I am a little inconvenienced, by wearing a mask, by changing how we do or don’t do a holiday or celebration.

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It’s not that I don’t want to see everyone doing all those things that they love, but somehow we, (myself included), have somehow become a society that feels entitled. We have yet to endure real true hardships in comparison to our parents and grandparents, although our homeless population that continues to grow is feeling those hardships. the other day I had a lady say to me that she doesn’t care where they put the homeless as long as its not her neighborhood, that statement haunts me, have we truly become that kind of society, we don’t care who else it impacts as long as it’s not us? There is very little that causes me anxiety, but when I think about things like that it does. It makes me afraid of what is coming.

We have become unable to cope, overstressed, and yet the important things, like having a roof over our heads and the ability to go to the store and buy groceries for our families are taken for granted and we are mad and angry that we are inconvenienced.

Yet the very people who came to this country, to give us better lives, that made this country great, they are the ones really impacted and feeling the worst parts of this pandemic, because we have locked them up in institutions, human warehouses, that we call Long Term Care Homes, absolutely nothing homey about them, nothing that provides real quality of life and we justified it, we made it ok because we can’t and won’t sacrifice to look after our own. So they are the ones truly paying the price of this pandemic, in fact, they are paying the ultimate price, DEATH.

Seems harsh I know, but it is how I feel about things. I don’t expect everyone to agree with me, it’s my opinion and my feelings. It is a very real and frightening reality for me, my health is declining, I have dementia. We have and know that those with Dementia in care are the ones who have and are enduring the worst of what the pandemic is showcasing. So I have a right to how I feel, as we each do, for me it’s all sitting close to home given my health challenges. For me, it’s all too real. I was in the hospital again last week, then called back, then last night Halloween night, at 630 pm, the phone rings, its a doctor at the hospital, concerned about one of the tests they ran, and they want me to go right away and get a prescription, it can’t wait, and my doctor will follow up, my whole system is struggling, I have vascular Dementia, my vascular system is creating many issues within my body. when Doctors are phoning on a Saturday night, you pay attention.

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I do all I can to help myself and help them help me and I am so grateful for how hard they try. But that still leaves me having to think about all those things like where and what happens when I need more help, that’s something that I’m facing more each day, and then there’s the whole reality of people living with dementia who end up in care, and the lack of small homes within communities, versus institutions. People look at me as it looks as though in others’ eyes “I’m doing great”, the reality is things are changing just not in ways most could see. So yes how people are responding and behaving during these ” difficult times”, impacts me in many ways.

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The other thing that impacts me at this time of year is the time change, falling behind an hour. I change my clocks or most of them before I go to bed, I wake up though and I think did I change my clocks, is this the right time, it confuses me, it creates stress I have to figure out where I actually am, in reference to, day and time.

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It also impacts my sleep patterns which is already a struggle, so I wish, I wish, they would just leave the time alone, spring ahead this spring, and leave it alone from there on in, my body clock adapts to seasons and differences in daylight, etc on its own. Leaving time alone is one small thing that can make a big impact on life for people with Dementia.

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The things that make the hard days easy

Today the above event was announced, today I did a 45 minute interview with David Harvey of Dementia Dialogues, that will air on November 9th. Yesterday my neighbors called an ambulance and I spend the day in hospital having X-rays, Scans of my head, Ivs running, multitude of medications given, many tests run, you see I’ve been unwell since the 29th of September, yesterday another event ( that’s what I call them, because was it a true TIA, one of the many silent strokes I suffer, or a combination, does it matter, a major stroke didn’t happen because of quick responses, today my internist called I have to be at cardio/ pulmonary at the hospital at 815. I’m hoping to be home in time for a 10 am meeting with the Canadian Consortium of Neurodegenerative on Aging ( CCNA). I’ve missed a lot of things over the last month, that never makes me feel good, but I still have been pulling up my big girl panties, and try to manage one thing a day.
That’s hard for me, it’s hard for many of us with dementia when our brain and bodies aren’t letting us do all the things we want and hope to, or to do them to the caliber we want from ourselves. The others I have met with dementia, the other advocates I have come to know all seem to put high expectations on ourselves. We truly need to learn to applaud ourselves more for how much we really do get done. We also need to allow ourselves down time when we need it, after all we do live with a terminal illness.

The thing is people like Noelannah Neubauer and Janet Douglas who have worked so hard to put the upcoming event together while I was and am doing all I can to turn the corner once again in my dementia journey. I’m battling for another decent run of functioning.

People like David Harvey, people like Kelly here in Vernon, who is putting together a similar event on December 15th, more details to come later, these people who not only support my efforts to make a difference for people living with dementia, they inspire me to keep going.

Having a reason to keep pushing forward is important, it’s important for everyone and for many of living with dementia having that purpose pulls us through the dark and hard days. It at times seems that it would be easier to give in to our illness, but feeling that way that doesn’t feel good, so it’s not an option not yet any ways. So for now I’ll spend what energy I have working with my much loved Colleague Kate Swaffer and DAI, I’ll continue to work with CCNA, with Alzheimer’s Disease International, with TREC, and with Agewell, and others, in an effort to see real change.

I will continue to do all I can to look after myself as best I can, and I will be grateful to neighbors who check on, to friends that drop and run to do what they can when I endure another downturn or hospital visit.

I will be grateful to those who are giving of themselves to help and give of themselves so that I can continue to use my voice.

I hope you’ll join us on November 12, for what will be an enlightening and uplifting event.