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Without any previous experience or training, I took on the role of Carer for my husband, Robert (sometimes affectionately referred to as Wriggle Bum or 'WB'), in May 2011, when he was discharged from hospital, after spending 4 months in the Stroke Unit.His many physical problems continue, with the added increase of his various types of dementia.He continues to be a joy. I continue to be blessed
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November 10, 2015
I normally eat my lunch standing up, as I prepare Wriggly Bum's. Time for a treat today, my excuse being that my hernias are playing up, So, I am going to sit at the table, with my soup spoon in...
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November 10, 2015
Time out can be difficult to arrange, and costly, because unless you are lucky enough to be surrounded by a network of voluntary sitters, you pay for one. In my case, it is doubly difficult, as Wriggly Bum gets quite...
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October 28, 2015
After a bad night of post operative discomfort, I switched the alarm off at 6 a.m, but foolishly stayed put, promising myself another few divine duvet minutes. I woke two and a half hours later, in a panic, of course....
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October 28, 2015
I would describe my husband as kind, gentle, caring, appreciative, loyal, friendly, generous, tolerant, forgiving, uncomplaining, courageous, stoical, helpful, polite, well mannered... to sum up, to know him is to love him, and he is so often referred to by...
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