My Body Is My Own

I’m sure we’ve all been in medical settings feeling vulnerable and exposed, poked and prodded; feeling more like an anatomical curio at the mercy of a doctor and her medical student than a living, breathing, rounded person with likes and dislikes of our own.  I can remember that feeling, but I don’t really experience it…… Continue reading My Body Is My Own

On Grief, Joy, Loss and Hope

There’s a bin bag full of high-heels in the boot of my car.  They’re the first to fall, the first goodbye, the first little chip away at what would, if it weren’t for MS, otherwise still be a part of my identity.  The first casualty of my progressive illness.  The first real, tangible; “I am…… Continue reading On Grief, Joy, Loss and Hope

What’s It Like To Have MS?

“What’s it like to have MS?” I’m sure many of my fellow PwMS (people with MS) would readily be able to answer that innocuous question. They would be able to talk about the impact that their symptoms have on their day-to-day life, the changes that have taken place since their diagnosis, how a life with…… Continue reading What’s It Like To Have MS?