My mood from day to day seems entirely dependent on how well whatever I am writing is going and how much I am enjoying writing it. Catch me at a point where I am bogged down in something & unsure of how to make it work & the chances of your head being bitten off are very high.
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But she wasn't anxious. Another lady walked around constantly saying 'Where am I? What is going on? I want to go home. Where's my mum? Why won't anyone explain what's happening?' despite us explaining what was happening and attaching big explanatory signs to the walls everywhere.
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I have the feeling I would be like that and also a complete pain in the arse to carers, especially if they tried to get me to join in with communal activities and occupational health stuff. Anyway, I am only 43 so I will not worry about this yet.
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