brads7

I'm 47 and in my final year in New Zealand. I know this is one of the best things I have ever done with my life...apart from being a parent. Age doesnt mean old it means experience...always remember that. Good luck and stick at it, you will be surprised when the "young" students come to you for help because of your experience.

Since finding that story I have had the priviledge of meeting many who are on that journey and some who have family on that journey. Yes it is hard for them all and as a nurse being with them on that journey hopefully makes it a little easier for them to cope with...well thats what I hope anyway!!

This is a very interesting topic. I live in a country where it is ILLEGAL to spank your child and doing so and being caught would result in jail time. The idea of the act was to stop child abuse but we all knew that this wasnt going to stop those who were hitting their children with force. And in fact there have been two high profile child abuse cases in the past week where the child was subjected to horrendous abuse both physically and mentally and died as a result of injuries recieved. So what do you do when your child is screaming the place down in the middle of the supermarket? Tie them to the trolley and put your earmuffs on (only joking) Enabling your child to understand that there are consequnces for good behaviour rather than bad behaviour allows them to make choices. For example giving them a ride on the rideon toy at the end of the supermarket ride for GOOD behaviour. You dont have to do this every time you go out but maybe there are other things that you could do to promote good behaviour, a picnic, kite flying. I had a star chart for good behaviour and when the chart was full we would go out and do something fun. I know it sounds like hard work but believe me it works. Our children are now in their 20's and are great kids with good morals and a sense of whats right. And my husband and I are allowed to pat ourselves on the back for a job well done and hope that when we become granparents our children will bring them up with the understanding that being good is normal behaviour. Bringing up children can be hard work but more than that its about having fun and remember children learn from what they see... in other words you must choose your words to each other carefully and to those around you.. keep your voice down and be civil.

Hi Ivanna here is the train journey. Im sure this is the one you were after. enjoy Sharon THE TRAIN JOURNEY. Imagine going on a long journey by train. As we leave the landscape looks familiar and as we progress, things begin to look different. The buildings have odd shapes and the trees don't look quite the way you remember them. Maybe it's a different country with different architecture and plant life. It feels a bit strange even unnerving. You decide to ask the other passengers about the strangeness you feel, but notice they seem unperturbed. You wonder if your mind is paying tricks on you. You decide to act as if everything looks all right, but because it does not, you have to be on your guard. This places you under some tension, but you believe you can tolerate it for the rest of the trip. . However,ou t on this journey but know Ied out on this journey but know I connot go back.y will end. them to tell me where the train is you find yourself becoming so preoccupied with appearing alright that you are distracted and don't notice the passing scenery. After some time you look out the window again and this time you know something is wrong. Everything looks strange and unfamiliar. There is no similarity to anything you can recall from the past. You think that you must do something and try to talk to the other passengers about the strangeness you feel but they look at you dumb foundered. They talk in a new language. You wonder why they are not talking in English. They look at you knowingly and with sympathy. You want to know what is going on so you keep after them trying to get them to tell you where the train is going. The only answers you get are in a strange language and then even when you talk your words sound strange to you. Now you are truly frightened. You realise that you are going to have to get of this train and find your own way home and then you get up to leave. You don't get very far as the other passengers stop you and take you back to you seat. It seems that they want you to stay on the train whether you like it or not. You try to explain but they just talk in a strange language. You realise that you will never find your way home if you don't get off that train. You get ready to jump when hands suddenly appear from nowhere and grab you from behind. You try to fight them off, but you feel them pulling you back onto the train. You will never get home. How sad you feel. You did not say goodbye to you friends or you children. The passengers look sympathetic, but they do not know how sad you feel. Maybe if they knew they would let you off the train. You have no choice now. You have to go along with the passengers because they seem to know where the journey will end. Maybe they will get you there safely. You wish that you had never started out on this journey but know you cannot go back.

Ivanna_nurse noticed you were looking for "the train journey" a story of alzheimers do you still want it?

Have just finished my clinical placement in an older adult facility and came across a beautifully written story that helped me to understand what someone with alzheimers is going through.. I dont know who the author is and I apoligise for using this without permission but it seemed too good not to share. THE TRAIN JOURNEY. Imagine going on a long journey by train. As we leave the landscape looks familiar and as we progress, things begin to look different. The buildings have odd shapes and the trees don't look quite the way you remember them. Maybe it's a different country with different architecture and plant life. It feels a bit strange even unnerving. You decide to ask the other passengers about the strangeness you feel, but notice they seem unperturbed. You wonder if your mind is paying tricks on you. You decide to act as if everything looks all right, but because it does not, you have to be on your guard. This places you under some tension, but you believe you can tolerate it for the rest of the trip. . However,ou t on this journey but know Ied out on this journey but know I connot go back.y will end. them to tell me where the train is you find yourself becoming so preoccupied with appearing alright that you are distracted and don't notice the passing scenery. After some time you look out the window again and this time you know something is wrong. Everything looks strange and unfamiliar. There is no similarity to anything you can recall from the past. You think that you must do something and try to talk to the other passengers about the strangeness you feel but they look at you dumb foundered. They talk in a new language. You wonder why they are not talking in English. They look at you knowingly and with sympathy. You want to know what is going on so you keep after them trying to get them to tell you where the train is going. The only answers you get are in a strange language and then even when you talk your words sound strange to you. Now you are truly frightened. You realise that you are going to have to get of this train and find your own way home and then you get up to leave. You don't get very far as the other passengers stop you and take you back to you seat. It seems that they want you to stay on the train whether you like it or not. You try to explain but they just talk in a strange language. You realise that you will never find your way home if you don't get off that train. You get ready to jump when hands suddenly appear from nowhere and grab you from behind. You try to fight them off, but you feel them pulling you back onto the train. You will never get home. How sad you feel. You did not say goodbye to you friends or you children. The passengers look sympathetic, but they do not know how sad you feel. Maybe if they knew they would let you off the train. You have no choice now. You have to go along with the passengers because they seem to know where the journey will end. Maybe they will get you there safely. You wish that you had never started out on this journey but know you cannot go back.

I have found the story, not sure who wrote it or where it came from but it is a very moving story and anyone with a family member or loved one with Alzheimers can attest to this likeness of p[erhaps what the journey is like THE TRAIN JOURNEY. Imagine going on a long journey by train. As we leave the landscape looks familiar and as we progress, things begin to look different. The buildings have odd shapes and the trees don't look quite the way you remember them. Maybe it's a different country with different architecture and plant life. It feels a bit strange even unnerving. You decide to ask the other passengers about the strangeness you feel, but notice they seem unperturbed. You wonder if your mind is paying tricks on you. You decide to act as if everything looks all right, but because it does not, you have to be on your guard. This places you under some tension, but you believe you can tolerate it for the rest of the trip. . However,ou t on this journey but know Ied out on this journey but know I connot go back.y will end. them to tell me where the train is you find yourself becoming so preoccupied with appearing alright that you are distracted and don't notice the passing scenery. After some time you look out the window again and this time you know something is wrong. Everything looks strange and unfamiliar. There is no similarity to anything you can recall from the past. You think that you must do something and try to talk to the other passengers about the strangeness you feel but they look at you dumb foundered. They talk in a new language. You wonder why they are not talking in English. They look at you knowingly and with sympathy. You want to know what is going on so you keep after them trying to get them to tell you where the train is going. The only answers you get are in a strange language and then even when you talk your words sound strange to you. Now you are truly frightened. You realise that you are going to have to get of this train and find your own way home and then you get up to leave. You don't get very far as the other passengers stop you and take you back to you seat. It seems that they want you to stay on the train whether you like it or not. You try to explain but they just talk in a strange language. You realise that you will never find your way home if you don't get off that train. You get ready to jump when hands suddenly appear from nowhere and grab you from behind. You try to fight them off, but you feel them pulling you back onto the train. You will never get home. How sad you feel. You did not say goodbye to you friends or you children. The passengers look sympathetic, but they do not know how sad you feel. Maybe if they knew they would let you off the train. You have no choice now. You have to go along with the passengers because they seem to know where the journey will end. Maybe they will get you there safely. You wish that you had never started out on this journey but know you cannot go back.

Did you find the poem? would like it myself