Monday 31st October 2022
When all our children ( now adults ) lived at home, organisation was definitely the key to everything working well in our home.
Looking back I have no idea how I did everything, running a house, a business, fostering, picking grandchildren up from school, nursery, shopping, cooking, visiting parents 3 times a week.
How on earth did I find the time or the energy to fit everything in to my day?
Now I struggle to organise myself never mind anything else!
When I received my diagnosis just over 3 years ago, I would regularly receive comments like :-
“ I don’t know how you do all the things you do”
“ where do you find the energy “
I thought perhaps my dementia was going to be different in some way.
Little did I realise that 3+ years later I would become so much slower. Today I have only done the food shop, which led to overloading my head, resulting in me making a complete mess of my online banking.
I now have to write down all my jobs on my things to do list, as they would never get done, distracted by other things, and even when I do write them down they don’t always get completed.
The main thing is I do still try!
I would be lying if I said that it didn’t upset me every now and again.
It does definitely upset me sometimes.
There is not only me to think about there is hubby too.
I have always run our home even when working full time.
Now my sidekick Alzheimer’s moved in there are quite a few disruptions occurring.
I have to accept that my life has changed.
That is tough!
Organising my sidekick is much harder than organising my hubby!
Or is it ?
I think they are both on a par with each other!
No, really! I have to accept that I am slowing down, as well as getting easily distracted with things that are not on my to do list!
Does it matter…Not really, but if I’m honest it does affect the way I feel some days.
I think lots of us put ourselves under too much pressure to complete tasks.
We should be kinder to ourselves.
Sometimes asking for help that can be the hardest part.
Do we see asking for help a weakness?
Or even a fear?
Why, are we so fearful?
Maybe it comes from a negative experience of asking for help early on in life.
Or maybe it was one of those times you were shamed at school for asking for help.
When you think about it, we always see rewards for the people that completed something alone.
Would anyone be rewarded if they had asked for help or assistance?
It’s just one of those things that needs to be changed.
There is no shame in asking for help, but yet for me and possibly many others asking for help is oh so difficult.