Thank you for sharing your story. ❤️ I often thought how it must have been for people who couldn't visit their loved ones and not being able to be with them. Now I got a glimpse... thank you!
I confess I was pathetically putting off this one, it needed peace and space to fully digest your eloquent words ❤️ I am with you in the disgust of what we are seeing as the inquiry uncovers these unfathomable truths - and lets not start on peerages!!! Your story and so many like it must be heard because they never will be forgotten. And god bless (I dont say that often!) the medical staff for their unwavering attention and care of Sarah, you and Kev. Xxx
Never call yourself pathetic, you were all always there, and have been over the last couple of years, it meant a great deal. You know well as I do all the sacrifices that were made while Johnson & co acted as though it was just a little hiccup. You lost that force of nature too.
The peerages, what can we say, maybe we need a zoom for a peerage rant 😁
Dearest Aunty Jo, you/George/Kev never left our thoughts in those days and months. It is such a helpless feeling not being able to physically do anything. The one bit of comfort is knowing Sarah got the best care possible. It is so hard to not torture yourself about the 'what ifs'. Stay strong, we love you! This life is such an ever-changing impermanent beast. Thank you for sharing these difficult feelings.
I can feel the anguish in your words and I am so deeply sorry for what you have experienced. I have experienced the overwhelming reality of great loss, but I cannot imagine losing one of my children that way. Nothing can ever take away the loss. All we can do is choose whether or not to move forward. I want to commend you on your courage to not only move forward, but to try to make the most of it by exploring yourself and sharing that with us. Your strength shines through your musings and I feel privileged to be a witness to it.
I am so sorry you have had deal with great loss, it is so difficult to imagine what life will be like. A very wise person gave me the word accommodate as a way of dealing with loss, I think that is so true. I will always miss my husband and daughter, there is a massive void in my life. But I accommodate that void, with good days, not so good days and desperate days. There are still very much part of my life xxx
Wow Jo a moving piece. My father, a doctor, had a massive stroke aged 40. He was left paralysed on his left side, he was right handed! He struggled to walk and had 3 words. Beer, bugger and f—-!! He lived for 8 years like this. My mother was a saint but it took so much of her life keeping things normal for me, which she did and curtailing her life. He knew he would never improve and was always cheerful but it was not the life he wanted. He was in Queens Square too. Just felt I needed to respond to your post
Thank you Cynthia, I cannot imagine the impact of your father’s stroke had on your family life. You mother sounds an incredible woman, but you played your part as well. I know how much both your mother and father would have loved watching you grow.
Queens Square is an amazing hospital, I will never forget the lengths they went to to save Sarah.
On a slightly lighter note Beer, Bugger and F&*£ remind me of Father Ted!! I ran an aphasia group for a number of year's, I saw how tough it was on people, but also we had laughter and care from all members xx
You're on!!!!!
Thank you for sharing your story. ❤️ I often thought how it must have been for people who couldn't visit their loved ones and not being able to be with them. Now I got a glimpse... thank you!
I confess I was pathetically putting off this one, it needed peace and space to fully digest your eloquent words ❤️ I am with you in the disgust of what we are seeing as the inquiry uncovers these unfathomable truths - and lets not start on peerages!!! Your story and so many like it must be heard because they never will be forgotten. And god bless (I dont say that often!) the medical staff for their unwavering attention and care of Sarah, you and Kev. Xxx
Never call yourself pathetic, you were all always there, and have been over the last couple of years, it meant a great deal. You know well as I do all the sacrifices that were made while Johnson & co acted as though it was just a little hiccup. You lost that force of nature too.
The peerages, what can we say, maybe we need a zoom for a peerage rant 😁
With a glass of something strong 😂
Dearest Aunty Jo, you/George/Kev never left our thoughts in those days and months. It is such a helpless feeling not being able to physically do anything. The one bit of comfort is knowing Sarah got the best care possible. It is so hard to not torture yourself about the 'what ifs'. Stay strong, we love you! This life is such an ever-changing impermanent beast. Thank you for sharing these difficult feelings.
I can feel the anguish in your words and I am so deeply sorry for what you have experienced. I have experienced the overwhelming reality of great loss, but I cannot imagine losing one of my children that way. Nothing can ever take away the loss. All we can do is choose whether or not to move forward. I want to commend you on your courage to not only move forward, but to try to make the most of it by exploring yourself and sharing that with us. Your strength shines through your musings and I feel privileged to be a witness to it.
Thank you Sheryl,
I am so sorry you have had deal with great loss, it is so difficult to imagine what life will be like. A very wise person gave me the word accommodate as a way of dealing with loss, I think that is so true. I will always miss my husband and daughter, there is a massive void in my life. But I accommodate that void, with good days, not so good days and desperate days. There are still very much part of my life xxx
Wow Jo a moving piece. My father, a doctor, had a massive stroke aged 40. He was left paralysed on his left side, he was right handed! He struggled to walk and had 3 words. Beer, bugger and f—-!! He lived for 8 years like this. My mother was a saint but it took so much of her life keeping things normal for me, which she did and curtailing her life. He knew he would never improve and was always cheerful but it was not the life he wanted. He was in Queens Square too. Just felt I needed to respond to your post
Cynthia
Thank you Cynthia, I cannot imagine the impact of your father’s stroke had on your family life. You mother sounds an incredible woman, but you played your part as well. I know how much both your mother and father would have loved watching you grow.
Queens Square is an amazing hospital, I will never forget the lengths they went to to save Sarah.
On a slightly lighter note Beer, Bugger and F&*£ remind me of Father Ted!! I ran an aphasia group for a number of year's, I saw how tough it was on people, but also we had laughter and care from all members xx