World Parkinson's Day

Yesterday was World Parkinson's Day and there was a public lecture in Aucklamd as in every year.  It was on swallowing and voice changes so I went to that and learnt how vital the vocal chords are for things. Keeping the air passage and lungs separate and free of food and free to do their job of breathing and keeping a person alive! Then comes talking and I suppose singing. So very important to keep them functioning.

Having had a cold and cough and lost most of my voice for the last 2 weeks I realise how important it is to keep healthy in this part of the body.  We need our voices to communicate, socialise, thrive, really, in a world that for us can get smaller and smaller if we don't watch out.

Being sick with Parkinson's

I seem to have picked up a cough and a cold after a lovely few days at Orewa and  probably should have done more than wait for it to go away.  Ten days later the vestiges of it are still there.  There are medications that don't agree with the Parkinson's ones and I was very cautious about not taking any of  the cough mixtures that E had lying around the house.  In the end I did try one strawberry-flavoured one which was probably suitable for children  and wouldn't interact and cause whatever dire consequences those with ephedrine, I think it was, had in it.  

So had a woeful week at home and had to cancel all sorts of activities and gatherings.  Thankfully D didn't come down with it. And E moved out over to Herne Bay for a couple of months while we plan and execute our move there ourselves.

I am the type of person that likes to do things gradually so I am carrying on decluttering .  This week it was the vintage luggage. 

This old La Mondiale suitcase cum cabin trunk belonged to my mother and probably dated back to her arrival in NZ in 1939. It sold the same day I listed it.  Going to somebody who refurbishes vintage luggage and then resells it.  

This is a Rotorua Steel Trunk which I did give a coat of metal paint to about 20 years ago.  It sat in the front porch  for a while but it might as well go to a new home too.

I love the deco lining of this old hat box of my mother's.

Maybe I will keep the two of them and put a few of my favourite things in them and display them somewhere in the new house, somewhere where I won't trip over them though!