Join me on a musical journey through 2017
Exactly one year ago today myasthenia came into my life. It's our anniversary! But somehow, I don't feel like celebrating. Actually no, that's not true. I'm grateful to still be alive. That's definitely worth commemorating. Being alive after the many close calls I've had over the last few months is something I'm appreciative of, I [...]
It's not just other people who view me differently now. I do too.
In honour of National Poetry Day (UK), I wrote an angry poem instead of my usual ranty blog posts...
By this time I hadn't eaten or drunk anything for an entire week. I relished my cup of tea as if it was fine champagne.
She reached up to touch the tube where it snaked out of my nose, and it fell out.
What happened to my six to twelve weeks relief from MG?