THE BUDDHIST CARER

Fear of missing out? No, it’s my reality Having to say no Having to withdraw Missed opportunities and Ladder rungs not climbed. Chapters,...

Just leave your shoes on Exactly the opposite He takes his shoes off. Use the chair’s remote Exactly the opposite He tries to stand up....

Not a blotch in sight Immune system playing ball Phew, what a relief.

A happy birthday To my kind and gentle man Who asks for nowt and Expects so little. Moved by generosity Feeling so grateful. The tears in...

I know my body That little itch, the swelling Blotches on the way? Not an allergy I’ve been told over the years: An immune response....

And so week two starts. A second week of illness And feeling rotten. Thinking I can … then Realising that I can’t. Just so exhausted.

Decision-making In fact, any kind of act Is just all too much. Each little effort Drains me, tires me, exhausts me In body and mind. Not...

Fed up feeling ill Lethargic, no oomph at all Sneezing and coughing.

My brother’s birthday Three days and three years older Turns sixty today. No contact for years Not close, no real connection Does it...

Local charity Cheap cake and a cup of tea Moment of respite.

Feel, see through my eyes And “walk a day in my shoes” How apt that phrase is! If you know, you know You can relate, understand, With...

Oh, how I yearn for Dialogic sense-making - Simple conversing. Please answer questions In ten words not a hundred. Don’t talk in riddles!...

It’s a lousy life Mine, not his, apparently He’s just said sorry.

Sense of overwhelm Subsiding, stabilising Let the calm back in.

What does low mean When it relates to a mood? Down and out of sorts. Lethargy, slowness Of thought and movement and yet Distracted, busy....

Do feelings belong, Attributed to someone, Somewhere and sometime? And where do they sit At times when life takes its course? Stored...

The weight of caring Too much to carry at times A burden? ‘Fraid so. Under the weather Not him on this occasion It’s my lethargy. Feeling...

Twenty-nine years since His first trip to Germany. We’ve never looked back. Lasagne, midges, Hand-in-hand by the lake’s shores...

As I’ve said before We’re never far from trouble It’s such a fine line. Stairs, shower, danger! Just one slip and he would fall So...

Coughing up brown phlegm Wondering - what’s that about? It is a fine line. Now googling “brown phlegm” And not liking what I find. It is...