'Parkinson's hit me between the eyes.
And left me without a voice.
My aspiration to reach the skys.
No longer seemed a choice.
I chattered on and on but no one hears.
So I began to chatter less and less.
Although everyone had good ears.
They seemed not to care aless.
Along came Sam with a plan.
To raise me back to life.
She was convinced that LSVT can
With lots of effort and strife.
Saying 'ahh' for an hour or more.
Was what was needed for LSVT
For Sam it must have been a chore.
But she insisted it was for me.
But patience was her virtue each day.
And determination and insistence her tools.
We slowly made progress, she would say.
As we say on chairs not stools.
Until one day Sam said 'you are cured'.
So I could re ignite my life.
Was it all a dream or is it just absurd?
As I explained it to my wife.
Sam is a talented therapist.
With whom I can recommend.
Not only is she the very best.
She is also now a friend'.
(A Poem written by George Batterham, RIBA)
“Thank you. I feel like a new me" (Richard)
'I'm noticed because people hear my voice (Derek)
'I'm delighted. I'm more like my old me. And my new me' (Carol)
'I have re-joined my poetry group and am talking again' (Nancy)
'I got the round in at the pub for the first time in a long time' (George)
'I'm enjoying talking' (Mike)
'I can be heard in meetings again' (Eddie)