With the festive season fast approaching and people’s social calendars filling up – I just realised I can’t remember the last time I went ‘out’ out. What I do know is … it’s been many many years years.
This blog highlights the difficulties and loss that I, and much of the chronic illness community – face around the topic of enjoying a night out – whilst also showing gratitude for the good times when I was healthy.
You know those annoying insects that never die? Like, no matter how many times you whack it, it just wobbles around with missing wings and limbs – refusing to die. Cockroaches I think. Anyways, between the chronic illness, infections and now Covid … I seem to have located my inner cockroach. I guess what I’m…
ME can mean – recurrent infections OR superhuman immune system. I’ve been both. The only perk to my ME so far over the years has been my superhuman ability to never (well, very rarely) get a cold or any other type of bug that’s been doing the rounds. (I mean, really, it’s the least my…
ME can mean – Difficulty speaking. I can normally find analogies to explain most of my symptoms of ME, but I really struggle to find one to explain what happened to me this morning: losing my ability to speak. It’s not the same as when you have a sore throat/virus and lose your voice. It…
It’s official: we have no healthy adults left in our household to run the show. Responsible? Probably. Healthy? Hell no.
Here, I discuss how life works for us now Pete has joined me aboard the Chronic Illness Express. I discuss things like childcare, employment, and really important issues like – who sticks the kettle on.