THE BUDDHIST CARER

Just walking the dog And then my phone starts ringing Oh, he's had a fall.

Hanging out washing Feeling the breeze, hearing birds Warmth sensed on my back.

Just got in the car Could travel far far away But bought milk instead.

Penny loves the wind It carries so much to sniff That I can't detect.

Early start today Online meeting to attend Chance to use my brain.

Migraines - what's the point? Flashing lights and lethargy, Foggy head - need sleep!

Checking my emails While he takes his weekly shower. For both, time well spent.

One thing I used to take for granted in the pre-Parkinson's years was the washing up. I didn't do it, hubbie did. That's just how it was....

There are times when I think I do too much for my husband. I help him undress, help him into bed, get up to him in the night... and I do...

I wasn't sure whether to refer to myself as the Buddhist carer or the caring Buddhist. In reality I'm both. For now let me just share an...