And for my next challenge……..A SKYDIVE!!!!

Last year….well I think it was last year – ha!, I raised money for my local hospice, Dove House, where my daughter is a nurse. For them I walked on fire😳…..it was amazing…..

So what next I asked myself…..and then an advert popped up for Young Dementia UK!
It’s there 20th Anniversary this year and they decided to celebrate their epic journey supporting people with Young Onset, on the 9th March….

So that is when I plan to do a SKYDIVE!!!!!!!! Soooooooo excited………

I did wonder if the skydive people would decline me due to having dementia but they simply gave me a form for my Gp to complete…..

So, by pure coincidence I was trundling to my Gp anyway for other stuff the following day so added that to my list🙄…..we sorted out the routine normal stuff and then I ended by saying:

Ooooo I’ve got one more favour to ask…..but no laughing……I need you to sign a form to say I can do a Skydive”…

There was a noticeable pause …..as she started to look through the paperwork….then a roll of the eyes, followed by the signature going in situe and then much laughing……

Perfect!!!

Once I got the confirmation of the venue and time of arrival, I sheepishly told Sarah, Gemma and Stuart as I have to rely on them getting me there……well it’s at Bridlington air field (did I really just type ‘airfield’😂) on March 9th, but wait for it……..arival time……07.30am🥴…..I apologised to them before I told them the time😂🤣.

So now I’m afraid I need to ask for your help as I need to raise £500🙈😳🙄

I need 500 lovely people to donate £1. Or you may feel able to ask colleagues at work, friends in a book group, or anther group of friends, if they too would also donate £1 and add it as a whole to my fundraising page, telling me it’s from you and your friends and where you’re from?

I’m assured that Virgin accept donations from all over the world!! So people should be able to pay on my page through different currency’s if anyone is willing😊

I know we’re in strange financial times at the moment but any donation, no matter how small would help me raise the money I need, to make a difference to the work being done by Young Dementia UK for people affected by dementia.

You can donate on the link below.

https://uk.virginmoneygiving.com/WendyMitchell7/1?utm_source=messenger&utm_medium=organic&utm_campaign=fundraiser&utm_term=socialshare&utm_content=fundriasingpage

THANKYOU☺️🙏

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

23 thoughts on “And for my next challenge……..A SKYDIVE!!!!

  1. Good luck & well done! It’s something I wanted to do to raise money for the Alzheimer’s Society but until I loose some weight I’m too heavy! Funny but true 😆

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