I gave up alcohol because it was effecting my health. It was worsening my IBS, it wasn’t helping my joints, and it was generally making things much more difficult cognitively.
Category Archives: Medical
The Stolen Generation – Freddie’s abandonment issues
As a writer, every single one of my characters has a little bit of me poured into them, and none so much as the protagonists I write
Beware the healthy mommy blogger
So a friend posted that they’ve worked with Goop magazine recently. This has given me huge issues. I get that they were working with a particular friend who was featured in the magazine, but here’s the thing, Gwyneth Paltrow is a hack. Her website advocates crap like Autism Speaks without challenge. In articles such asContinue reading “Beware the healthy mommy blogger”
I’m tired. Perhaps that’s the hardest thing to explain. Because when I say I’m tired, I don’t mean that I’m just ‘tired’, I mean that I’m tired to my very soul. I’m tired of being a chronic pain patient. I’m tired of being in pain all the time, I’m tired of having to explainContinue reading “I’m tired”
Just because I’m in pain doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy life
I had a chat with my sister this evening that I want to share with you all. It’s an important one I think that every person with any form of chronic pain needs to have at some point. And it’s to do with how we perceive our place in the world and our abilities toContinue reading “Just because I’m in pain doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy life”
Who’s the F***ing Snowflake?
A rundown of the past week: I posted about my past and lost a friend of 17 years who thought it was more important for me to do something they wanted me to do than that I finally felt able to say ‘This is me, this is why I have PTSD.’ Only a few monthsContinue reading “Who’s the F***ing Snowflake?”
‘Suck it up Buttercup’ is not how I approach my health.
My mum used to tell me that I was born fighting. That this little 6lb 12oz bundle of flesh that was literally blue from the waist down due to a coarctation of the aorta was not going to let anything stop them. I could scream with the best of them, and I was going to make that known. It would take an hour and a half to give me my bottle and approximately fifteen minutes for most of it to come back up. In 1982, not a lot was known about allergies to formula and or breast milk apparently. Nowadays I would have been put on some lactose free alternative.
Why I refuse to hide the reality of my health from my social media accounts
As an indie author, I’ve been asked why I don’t keep my health separate from my work. Why I choose to talk about it so openly on twitter, on my personal facebook, and on my blog. Here’s the reason: I CAN. It’s really that simple. There are thousands of people, actually, millions of people, outContinue reading “Why I refuse to hide the reality of my health from my social media accounts”
What about when the doctors just don’t know?
On top of my usual issues with disabilities and health, the past few months have been agony beyond all other agony. My hips, thighs, calves, and lower back are causing me untold pain. I’m over it. I can’t handle it any longer, and I’m sick of not getting to the bottom of it. My doctorContinue reading “What about when the doctors just don’t know?”
Food is no longer the enemy
Food has always played a big part in my life. Growing up breakfast was a huge deal. No one left the house without eating breakfast. Cereal, toast, or porridge on a weekday, cooked breakfast on a Saturday and whatever we fancied on a Sunday, but we had to eat it. Lunchboxes came home empty ifContinue reading “Food is no longer the enemy”