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That looks good Alan. Hope it does the job

Thinking of you sue

Love your work asha!

Awesome Tracy! There is no place like home! So glad the move has happened!

Hi Chris At first, my husband didn't cope well. I found myself being caregiver to my caregiver! Since I'm the survivor, I don't think I have any real advice for you. All I can say is that he's trying to figure out the new person he has become. Unfortunately there is no time limit for that. Please feel free to come here and talk whenever. That's what we are here for.

Benni! My lovely! I have missed you 💜💜 Do you feel like a monkey when it hangs down? That’s what I liken it to. Very annoying. Hope the advice from Heather helps!

Thanks for the replies. I am getting there with the routine. It all begins with getting up when my alarm goes off!

Today I have been extremely tired. Trying to do too much without my usual afternoon nana nap with my rabbit. I cannot even comprehend when I’m like this. After five years, I’d have thought my family would have figured this out. But.....*sigh*

Kelli, totally makes sense. I too find empathy difficult over the little things. Paul, I too am for euthanasia. The Catholic Church, however, is not. I’m actually going to see a movie the church is presenting in the case against euthanasia. Will be interesting to see if they change my mind. My grandfather and father in law had Alzheimer’s. My uncle Parkinson’s. My other pop had kidney failure. All horrible to watch.

I get you Paul, about the comparison thing. My new one is incontinence. Funny thing...no one has said "Oh yeah, me too!" Try that one, see what happens!!

So I had to look Atul up on the internet. I totally agree with his quote. Love it. Paul I always used to try and find the "right" words. Now I try not to. Because I know how they can sound. Most of the time I just nod.

Years ago (Probably 40 years) Wayne's dad sliced half of his finger off putting a shelf on the wall. About three years ago, my dad sliced the end of his finger off doing woodwork type stuff. Last year, Wayne sliced his finger open down to the tendon doing woodwork type stuff. Last week in, yep, you guessed it, Woodwork, Connor sliced his finger open! Thankfully Wayne was on days off, so we picked him up and took him to have it checked. It was deep but they were unable to stitch it due to how it was positioned near the nail. Hmmmm. Must be a family trait...from both sides!

Kelli I'm sure you loved your visit with your handsome little man!

Tracy, speaking of being 5; my mum called me a Good Girl the other day. Okey dokey then... Heather in the back of my mind I'm sure I've been told that it's not finger muscles that are the trouble but muscles in the lower arm. If that's true, then no. A splint won't work. Probably why I'm hesitant to get one.

Heard that before? I'm sure I've told you about my cousin who is dying of cancer. I saw his wife Robyn the other day, and asked her how she was going. She said "fine". I said "no, how are you going, really?" Then I got the truth. Robyn's sister has recently graduated and is now a nurse. Robyn hasn't broken down yet over Jason. Her sister says that Robyn needs to let it all out, cry etc. Because she's "a nurse, and knows these things" Sound familiar? Makes me glad to be honest, that I don't see any therapy workers. Being told You Should and You Need To all the time didn't help at all.