Dementia, Mum and Me

I was keen to see what the cardiology people would say at mums appointment.   My previous blog outlined her Mobitz2 symptoms and her diastolic disfunction .  Now just recently, as I use the pulse oximeter to take mums obs I can see her oxygen levels average around 91-93%.  We ideally want to see 99%.  This reads the oxygen in the blood which is being carried around the body to the organs.  Likely to be causing damage at these levels, I do like to see what is going on. It also gives a pulse/heartbeat pattern which is fascinating to watch. Mum flatlines on every 3rd-6th beat.  Then it bangs one big old pump and has two mini pumps then the few normal ones again.  Much as I'm aware this isn't right, I wasn't totally sure what this might be telling us. Back last year, after her heart attack, she had a device fitted .  Clicking that link shows you all about it.  It doesn't do anything to the heart except read it.  Clever right.  So at any time, she can goto cardiolo

If you followed the blog previously, you will know I'm trying to do my best for mum as we progress with dementia. There is a common phrase of 'living well with dementia' which I have heard the professionals use.  It says what it does on the tin. Now, do you wrap her in cotton wool and not actually let her live or do you sometimes push some boundaries to fill life to the brim while you can? I'll quote someone clever who no doubt reads this blog and won't mind me using her phrase, "Would you rather be the one looking out the window watching all the others conga down the corridor? Or would you rather be in the Conga?" Speaks volumes right there! Remember Tommy Cooper and the famous way he transitioned from this earthly life?  On stage, with people laughing.  Everyone at the time said what a fabulous way to go.  Doing what he loved. Yet here I sit, listening to her coughing while i tap away on the keyboards (writing for so many reasons, not forgettin

This is annoying but a bad sentence to start a blog about.  A blog post which is supposed to infuse positivity. Yet Siteground are the hosts who have taken down my website (I refused to pay them the hundreds of pounds they wanted to host my site for another year- so in theory, my fault) and I can't get it back without paying them more money.  Sad really as this held memories of my writing from our adventures with mum which was the whole reason I started a blog. To remember the journey from diagnosis to crossing over.  They won't give me back my writing and it's made me feel a little sad. So, in case you don't know, running a blog costs a lot of money and time.  But it's something I love and can't get enough of. Sometimes you will see some links on the blog which have affiliate links to them. This means if you click them and buy something, it helps to earn a few pennies on the blog so over time we hope this will help to finance running the blog (it doesn'