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.

So Very Tired

I am tired, so very tired. I am tired of being awake half the night, I am tired of not knowing what I am saying or doing from mid evening to morning the following day. But most of all, what … Continue reading

Neither Here Or There

CONFUSED? You will be, I know I am! So there I was watching the TV last night when suddenly I remembered we hadn’t been somewhere, I sat up bolt upright, and as I snapped myself back into reality I realised … Continue reading

And Yet the Fight Goes On

Time ticks by without a thought, Many answers to questions are sought, Yet Dementia continues, not yet caught, And yet the fight goes on Voices, images, inside my head, From people both alive and dead, Darkness falling is something I … Continue reading

Another Summer Over

Another Summer Nearly Over Another summer nearly over, Another summer nearly done, As we stroll into the autumn, I look back at what I’ve done, Has my disease progressed? Has my Dementia got worse? Will there ever be a cure, … Continue reading

I Haven’t Got the Plague

As I walked through town today, I saw a friendly face, But as he walked towards me, he then walked past with pace, I’m sure that he had seen me, and saw my friendly wave, I’ve only got Dementia, and … Continue reading

I`m Still Me

Look my way, hear my cry’s, Please see past these laughing eyes, Lifestyle changing all time, Never knowing what is mine, Dreams and nightmares never ending, Reality and truth always bending, Into Dementia’s distorted world, Never knowing what’s to be … Continue reading

My Concrete Overcoat

Last night, as the night wore on, I knew I was slipping into my “Concrete Overcoat” as I call it, meaning Depression. Dark images came into my mind and at one time Elaine kept saying “I don’t know what you … Continue reading

Feeling Good? Or maybe too good?

Hi, this is a problem I never thought I would have, and yet lately it has become more apparent. I am used to people saying “he looks so well” or “You wouldn’t think it would you?” when they hear about … Continue reading

Dreading The Night’s

Dreading the nights, as dark they fall,All huddled up, into a ball,Eyes closed tight, waiting in fright,Oh my God, what brings the night?Slowly drifting into the Abyss,Trying to remember, Elaine`s gentle kiss,The night terrors come, thick and fast,Oh Dear Lord!! … Continue reading

Dementia and Christmas

A thought about Dementia at Christmas Continue reading

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