I've got the MRI out of the way. It went as well as could be expected I suppose, the sound is now familiar and I remembered not to open my eyes which helped me not to panic.The MRI machine, the room it was in, the waiting room were all incredibly futuristic and clean. The people… Continue reading The MRI experience
Month: June 2015
Music to magnetise my brain by
I'm having an MRI scan later. It'll be my third - one brain scan in 2008, and a knee scan and a lumbar spine scan last December. This one is going to be different for a couple of reasons: firstly, it's going to take about 90 minutes - significantly longer than any MRI I've had,… Continue reading Music to magnetise my brain by
Wobbles
Physically, I wobble, and I always have done. I'm one of those people that always tends to be disorganised and untogether so I've always seen my lack of coordination as an inevitable consequence of my being too distracted to walk properly or to make the effort to get fit and strong.Physical wobbles are a part… Continue reading Wobbles
Back to the story
I'm aware I've deviated somewhat from the tale I started off telling. Part of my problem is that there are a lot of places to go next - not unlike the Choose Your Own Adventure books that I used to love when I was about 9 - and as a lifelong dilettante I just can't… Continue reading Back to the story
A Poem
So many thoughts have been racing through my brain since this all started, it's hard to know how to put them all down. But just as there seems to be a waterfall of thoughts rushing too fast through my mind I am also suddenly so much more attuned to the things around me - the… Continue reading A Poem
A Reason for Blogging
I've been thinking about blogging for a while. I'm a bit of a cliche, to be honest. Middle-aged, under-employed, having a bit of a midlife crisis; blogging about my life seemed the logical thing to do, the problem being that I just haven't ever had that much to say. I did think idly about starting… Continue reading A Reason for Blogging
The Beginning
Anxiety feels to me like a bag of eels, somewhere in the pit of my stomach. Twisting and rolling, it threatens to burst open and tumble the contents out of my mouth with the scream I can barely suppress. That was what it felt like as I stood outside my local hospital on a grey… Continue reading The Beginning
Falling & Laughing 