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Nobbled

Posted on October 24, 2013 by Sue Vincent

I feel rather like the lemming of legend, diving towards a cliff of catastrophe… between the computer, the laptop, the house and cell phones all my means of communication have, if I may use the term, been nobbled by circumstance… … Continue reading →

Posted in Friendship, Life, Love and Laughter | Tagged carers care disability chronic illness depression, consciousness, Life, relationships | 10 Comments

Carer’s Week UK

Posted on June 10, 2013 by Sue Vincent

The creaking wakes me. Four a.m., and again I am poised, Ready to rise from the sofa bed, Conscious of the steel strut against my spine. Above my head, in the room once mine, The bed that was mine once … Continue reading →

Posted in Events, Life, Love and Laughter, Poetry, Surviving brain injury | Tagged brain injury, carers care disability chronic illness depression, disability, health, poetry | 20 Comments

Tides of life

Posted on May 18, 2013 by Sue Vincent

For the past few days I have been with my son, as I am almost every day, as I have been for the past four years. But just at present, things are a little different. He is, of course, still … Continue reading →

Posted in Life, Love and Laughter, Photography, Surviving brain injury | Tagged being, brain injury, carers care disability chronic illness depression, Life, love, motherhood, relationships | 26 Comments

P.T.S.D a post revisited

Posted on December 5, 2012 by Sue Vincent

It is, I am told, Mental Health Awareness week. Alienora Taylor wrote of her own experience in her blog today. I have chosen to repost the piece below. It can happen to any of us, for whatever reason. For me it was … Continue reading →

Posted in Life, Love and Laughter, Surviving brain injury | Tagged brain injury, carers care disability chronic illness depression, chronic illness, coma, self help, The Silent Eye | 11 Comments

…But the Greatest of these is Love

Posted on November 2, 2012 by Sue Vincent

In July 2009 we were left without hope. The murder investigation had already been launched before we made it to the hospital where my son lay clinging tenuously to life, a screwdriver rammed senselessly through his skull and deep into … Continue reading →