Th coffee morning got off to a late start for me because I left home too late to get there and got caught up in the traffic which crawled along . The buses were late, missed every light and I ended up missing two trains arriving half an hour late.
Comforted myself with a flat white " extra hot" (one of these days I will burn my mouth) on arrival. It was good to see the smiling faces of the others and I soon regained my equilibrium after that bad start.
I asked them if any of them had shifted to make life easier with Parkinson's and all of them had and had their tales to tell what a big job it was. I seem to remember something about labelling and colour coding cartons. But they certainly,didn't have any horror stories which was good.
In the meantime I will press on with the downsizing on Trademe . Trouble is I only sell two or three things a week and sometimes they are small things like the fountain pens I sold this week. I will have to get some other ideas from my friends. I suppose I could go back to the strategy of if I haven't used or worn something for a year I could discard those things. Along with listing things I know others might buy because I like them myself.
Like the vase I sold last week. It belonged to my mother and I seem to remember there were two of them one for each side of the wall. That was a wrench but mine went to a lovely lady who said she bought a similar one the week before and it arrived in the post in shards. Hope mine arrived safely. I think she would have said if it hadn't.
The speech language therapist who is always good value with her practical and down-to-earth presentations with lots of tips on taking charge of our lives and the progression of it in tandem with an illness. Apathy being one of the consequences of dopamine loss does make it a little harder.
We started the session with a little exercise which people sometimes have to do as an icebreaker at other gatherings. This is introducing the person next to us and saying where they were born. So only two things but she said to make the introduction loud and clear.
I thought I would add a bit and say he was born in a local maternity home which were quite common in those days but instead what came out was that he was born in a rest home and of course everybody laughed. And I hadn't even realised why and that I had said that. Pride comes before a fall.
It is a very supportive group of people and I laughed too when it was pointed out what I had said. Laughter is the best medicine. No not the best medicine but one that keeps us buoyant. Another thing that makes me happy , and hopefully others too are warm fuzzies, things we can,do for ourselves or others that nurture. I seem to remember five in a day are good for one.
After the coffee morning, I bought myself and the friend who gave me a lift home a colourful gardening bag to keep trowel and gardening gloves in, and the latest issue of one of my favourite magazines, NZ house and garden.
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