Darkness crept in from the outer corner of my eye until I couldn’t see anything but a washed-out blur of foggy haze. I wasn’t too concerned. I figured out a way of applying my black eyeliner, despite a lack of vision – a skill that I am still most appreciative of – and everything else…… Continue reading The Blasé Balance
I have 15 days of my DMT left, and I usually receive my next delivery date when I have just over 3 weeks to go. I call the clinical homecare number; “Oh, how strange. Let me look into that for you… ah, it seems we haven’t received your prescription from the hospital. I’ll chase the…… Continue reading The Most Boring Job I Never Asked For
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?” 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?
Content Warning: This post briefly touches on my experience following a restricted diet, and the impact that had on my mental wellbeing and relationship with food. How do you visualise MS? I visualise little white blobs, with little hands, little feet, pin-prick eyes, tiny teeth, and wearing tiny yellow hard-hats. These little blob-workers are my…… Continue reading I’m A Lover, Not A Fighter
There’s a guy at my work who wears glasses. He must only be in his in early twenties – such a shame. I can’t even imagine how awful it must be to need glasses at such a young age. He certainly puts my hardships into perspective. I don’t know what’s wrong with him, exactly. I’ve…… Continue reading The Difference Between a Pair Of Glasses and a Walking Stick