About sums up my working life from about a year or so after my MS diagnosis, with a stint at College and University thrown in there. My life went from 100 to 0 overnight it seems, but this post isn’t about my paid working life, the opposite – my volunteering life. *** When restrictions were... Continue Reading →
When I was younger I absolutely loved swimming, with my costume having all of the badges obtained stitched to it and, much to my sisters dismay, all of my certificates pinned on the fridge. I haven’t swam since I was about 12…that kind of went out of the window when I went to upper school,... Continue Reading →
Vehicles breakdown but being a non-driver, I’d never experienced this trauma… UNTIL RECENTLY! I finally have a breakdown story with my scooter guys… buckle up. Going my merry little way along a path I take regularly, and I was greeted with some recently added grit. Now this grit wasn’t a thin layer (as initially thought... Continue Reading →
The shame of not working. For whatever reason, where has acquired ‘shame’ come from? From within you? society? That there is this ideology that you possibly cannot contribute to society unless you are working. I have soon come to realise and accept a person’s value isn’t dependent on how much they contribute to the economy,... Continue Reading →
There are many mornings when I wake up, shuffle into the bathroom resembling nothing short of John Wayne, one eye closed in an attempt to overcome the double vision, sit there on the loo spaced out with exhaustion despite getting a good 8 hours sleep, and then bumping back and forth between the walls because... Continue Reading →
Do you ever just not know who you are? Everybody leads a different life, and for various different reasons. Have you ever got lost to find your way? I know I have. Some people have lived the same life with the same routines, responsibilities etc. for years and haven’t really known any different, whilst holding... Continue Reading →
OK they do for many, but not for me it seems. No this isn’t a woes me, but after 3 different treatments in it just becomes much like that Hillary Clinton meme if you’ve seen it, where you just walk (or shuffle), chuckle to yourself and you throw your hands in the air. Come on... Continue Reading →
Wednesday February 13th 2013 . The day before my 25th birthday. 'You have Multiple Sclerosis'. Happy Birthday. The relapse which led to my diagnosis started mid November 2012, I used to start work at 6am, so by the time I got home at 2.30 a nap was needed, makes perfect sense doesn't it?! Now, I... Continue Reading →
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