Sometimes carers feel they have to put their feelings onto paper.
Bags, Tags and Boxes
Arts for Carers Course 2013
By Tonia Sparks, Carer
I care for my husband, I am 83
He’s 86, he’s dependent on me.
When I read your advert I thought “Should I go?”
I arranged a lift from a carer I know
One of the carers I’d known for many years,
Greeted me kindly and dispersed all my fears.
The teacher Sylvi gave lots of advice
and we made many things quick as a trice.
We formed a small group at the back of the class
We laughed and talked and relaxed at last
Magic was made we forgot all the work
Of caring all day with no time to talk
I wish to thank all of the folk
Who helped to remind us how to tell a good joke.
Gave us a chance to forget all our woes
Of medicines, toileting, laundering clothes.
I returned to my husband loving again
Ready to help him, treating his pain
60 years married we’re used to each other
We get on alright, like sister and brother
A few hours apart meant again we’re in love
Your help was special sent from above.
By Anonymous Carer
What is it being a carer?
Does it mean a lot of stress?
Can anyone be a part?
Does it mean always saying yes?
How does a carer cope?
We wear these different hats
Sometimes we need help too
But how do we get that?
Looking to the future
Can leave us feeling bleak
With all the negative thoughts
That can last from week to week
But let us not despair
The future can be bright
Then when we go to bed
We’ll get to sleep tonight
Another day has dawned
The sun can make us feel good
It’s little things like this
Which separate the trees from the wood.
Spare a thought for Carers
A Hillingdon Carer
What do you like to do?
When you want to chill out for a time
Do you pop to friends?
Or go for a drive
Do you go for a walk?
With your four legged friend
Take the kids to the park
Or meet at the pub with friends
Well whatever you do
Please spare a thought
For that person next door
That person you misunderstood
“You what?” you may ask
You may wonder what’s this all about
It’s simply not that easy
For a carer to take time out
We can’t just drop everything
For that ‘me time’ so special
To re-energise our batteries
And time for us
We must always think first
What might happen to our loved one?
From them falling out of bed
Or they could leave the tap on
They could leave the gas on
Or not even eat all day
They could let in a stranger
Or wander off for a ‘walk’
They could have a heart attack
Or struggle for breath
But whatever the reason
We all say “No, another time”
We all have different things
That makes us stop and think
Do we grab that 5-minute crossword?
Whilst they are having that quick sleep
Or do we grab our coat and go
But what were we thinking of
We could never leave them alone!
So what better way for us?
To have some ‘me time’ so special
Is to go to an organised activity
One that makes us thinks “why not?”
We could be taken away for the day
Or go on a healthy walk
Go to a course to get our teeth into
Or meet up for a coffee and a talk
So please spare a thought for us carers
Who some of us just don’t get out
It’s hard to find our ‘me time’
And just relax and chill out
You must understand we also need caring for
We never stop to think about ourselves
So Please remember to help us get out
And keep these activities about.
Hillingdon Young Carers Project
By A Young Carer Sarah
I have a disabled brother
But I think he copes really well
If you look at him from a distance
You wouldn’t be able to tell
But you notice when you’re close up
That he’s paralysed on one side
And when he’s happy he’s really happy
And when he was younger he cried
So he’s always getting attention
At home, at clubs, at school
On Saturday he gets to go riding
And on Tuesdays a trip to the pool
I get fed up going with him
I have to sit and behave
It’s not fair; I want to go riding,
Go swimming (or even a rave)
Yet I suppose I’m very lucky
Cos Mum does most of the care
But sometimes it feels like a prison
And I’d really rather not be there
I once wished I was disabled
So that I could have some of the fun
But then, when I saw him struggle
I knew that I’d got it all wrong
My Mum says I love him really
And I guess if I’m honest I do
I’m happy to help when I’m needed
Smiles cost you nothing – it’s true
Yet I’d rather have a horse, a dog
A cat or even a Mother
That spends a little more time with me
And a little less time with my brother
But now I have my own club
And he’s not allowed to attend
I get three hours of my fun
All me and sometimes a friend
I’m allowed to play pool and computer
And be messy with craft and glue
Sometimes I sit and eat pizza
There’s always plenty to do.
And there’s always someone to talk to
To scream out when life feels unfair
And they don’t tell me to grow up
They take time and pull up a chair
So when I’m fed up with my brother
And I’d much rather go out and play
I say thank you to
Hillingdon Young Carers
For helping me get through the day
Love Sarah xxx