Dementia and Me - Norm McNamara

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About Norm McNamara

I am 55yrs old. I was diagnosed with heart failure at the age of 42yrs old and then diagnosed with Early Onset Alzheimer’s at the age of 52yrs old, I intend on beating both! I am writing this so all my friends can understand how far I have come with it and hopefully forgive but remember me in the future when the posts stop. Also to all those who don’t know me but who read it then thank you and I hope it helps if ever you or anybody of your friends/family are touched by this awful disease.

As time itself I do borrow

Sanity swinging to and fro, Always loved, but nowhere to go, Forever fighting the Dementia foe, How much longer will it last? Darkened days, Darker Nights, Entwined within Dementia’s fights, In a never ending survival plight, Dementia`s Shadows cast, And … Continue reading

When Morning Comes

As daylight breaks the mornings dawn, Ever since the earth was born, People stir from their beds, Lifting up their weary heads, But fighting Dementia every night, Amongst the screams, yells and fights, I pray for, the day’s sweet dawn, … Continue reading

As Time Goes By…….DEMENTIA, Why I do what I do

Whilst on holiday, sat on the beach, I looked around me and saw nothing but pleasure and hope. There were children playing in the sand and the seagulls were making sure we knew they were there with their all familiar … Continue reading

Time to Walk Away?

Is it time for me to walk away? and time to have a rest, Its it time for me to sit right down and say “I’ve done my best?Some-days I feel like this, Some days i sit and cry, Weeping … Continue reading

Seven years And Pushing It

Well my friends, as you can see by the title of this blog in a month or so I will be approaching 7 years since I was diagnosed with this awful disease of Dementia. As you know I am a … Continue reading

Communication? It could be better

You Only Had To Ask! I didn’t know you didn’t take sugar, How long have you drank tea?, What do you mean these aren’t your trousers You all look the same to me You only had to ask my friend, … Continue reading

Dementia Through a Child’s Eye’s

By Atlanta Aged I love my Granddad, he’s great! He forgets things sometimes, well; he forgets things most of the time now I come to think of it! He wasn’t always like this; a few years ago he could remember … Continue reading

How can you KNOW what i am thinking?

How can you know, what i am thinking dear Doctor,How can you know what i`m thinking?You know i cant speak,And i have even stopped Blinking,So how can you know what i`m thinking? Why dont you look in my eyes anymore?Why … Continue reading

Tears of a clown?

Tracks of tears down a reddened face, Tears that fall in a similar place, Eyes that stare through a curtain of lace, Are these the tears of a clown? A smile that could light up the sky, Hidden behind an … Continue reading

Going Home?

I shout most nights that I want to go home, Whilst pacing and walking, feeling alone, Where is this home? The one that I seek, Please give me a glimpse, just one peek, Is it a place of childhood games? … Continue reading

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