About me

I have been writing poetry and stories since I was a child, and a love of reading was instilled in me from an early age. I am passionate about writing, and hope you enjoy the books I have written. Whilst most of you sleep soundly in your beds, like many Parkinson’s patients, insomnia dictates, so during those hours that sleep eludes me, the house is tranquil and quiet, an atmosphere perfect to immerse myself in writing. My life has been a series of strange events, which have without doubt contributed to my creativity. To publish anything is to bear one’s soul to the world. It is to stand naked and let everyone see who you really are. I have poured my heart and soul out on paper and I hope to share this journey, immersing you in a story, capturing your attention and firing the imagination. Through my writing and public speaking I hope to bring greater awareness to the general public about living with chronic disease.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Owner and dog alike

I have often heard it said that an owner chooses a dog that resembles themselves. I would hate to think I look like a Dogue de Bordeaux with sad eyes, droopy face, many wrinkles and folds of skin, huge scary teeth, not to mention the highly unpleasant constant drool for which these dogs are notorious! Of late, I am reluctant to agree that there do appear to be some similarities emerging! Both of us have extreme difficulty in walking, getting up when we've been lying down and have painful bones and joints. I had a cake in the oven and failing to set my reliable timer, promptly forgot there was something baking. Having no sense of smell due to Parkinson's and forgetting to use my oven timer, I suddenly noticed my dog sitting next to the oven staring at me. She didn’t move from that spot and like a child playing the game of who can stare the longest, her eyes determinedly focused on mine. Eventually she must have got fed up at my stupidity of not comprehending what she was so clearly trying to tell me, so she gave a short sharp bark and continued to stare. Then it dawned on me, and I opened the oven immediately just in time as the cake started to burn on top. Dogs are amazing – and although we trained her with all the usual commands, we never trained her to be an ‘assistance’ dog. Over a period of time she took on this role by herself, somehow her instincts allow her to sense when I'm not well and she understands when I'm in need. So the dog saved the day, or rather I should say the cake!

1 comment:

  1. I wish I could say the same for hamsters and gerbils, but I cant and I certainly don't look like one. All the same they save the day in different ways and that is when I need a smile on my face or a giggle from within I release my gerbils on me and they run all over me from tummy to shoulders and even on my head. They are so beautiful and find them amazing little guys. I certainly recommend gerbils if you like little animals.