Falling apart with MS: ‘You’d bleed just to know you’re alive’
November was no bed of roses. After 33 years in this body, it is surreal when it stops […]
November was no bed of roses. After 33 years in this body, it is surreal when it stops […]
So, I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve been feeling (relatively) fit and normal… and, well, that always […]
My diagnosis wasn’t a high point showcasing the professionalism of the medical profession. In short, after eight days […]