Asking For Help.

Pictures of January.

Was just visiting Cranky @ Musings of a Cranky Caregiver and read that she finds it difficult to ask for help.

http://musingsofacrankycaregiver.blogspot.com/

I too, always found it difficult to ask for help, think many people have problems asking for help but it is actually good to ask for help.

It strengthens and confirms that there are bonds between people, that we are all part of the same tribe.

People feel more valued when they are asked for their help, they feel that they are taken seriously and valued.

Noticed this when I told friends about my diagnosis of Primary Progressive MS in 2006, I found it very difficult to speak about it, for the first few weeks after the neurologists had told us.

Then I was amazed that I often got thanked for telling people and treating them like friends and sharing my news and asking for help.

I found it very instructive that asking is good for all involved, not just the one asking.

Had the idea quite wrongly that asking for help was somehow selfish but it really is not, asking for help gives someone else the chance to shine.

Think it is an important part of our connection with each other, that we let others know we take them seriously and value their friendship and their support.

Sometimes asking for help from Local Health Services can be be very difficult and time consuming and disillusioning.

Mort @ Caring and Sharing has been asking for more help and a care plan from his local health service since last September.

http://mortonlake-caring-and-sharing.blogspot.com/

He is caring for his mother while trying to cope with his MS, heart condition and back problems.

Hope that he gets help before he goes into hospital in February.

Visited The Wheel of Fortuna yesterday and saw that BR will be getting hospice care from this week Tuesday

http://spinfortunaswheel.blogspot.com/


Told Richie and he told me that it made him realise that this is what I also get seeing as I only take Baclofen for my spasms and THC for pain and to help me sleep and every now and then a sleeping tablet.

I guess seeing as the Baclofen is the only pill I get regularly I am more or less getting palliative care now.

Glad I live in The Netherlands and have easy access to THC and when it gets too much I can get help to die here at home.

Better than having to somehow find between 3,000 and 5,000 Euros to go over to Switzerland to the Dignitas clinic.

You have to get there without any help, so I would have had to have gone a few years ago when I could do abit more for myself.

Shame other governments do not allow people to retain their dignity and be able to choose when they will die

Shame that so many do not accept that seeing as we take responsibility for our lives that we should also be able to decide when we die.

It makes sense to me.