Smiling through life with MS
Middle age is something I'm still not ready for, even though I'm right in the thick of it. I have got to the point where I don't readily remember my age, and every time I have to recall it I have to take part in a 'Play Your Cards Right'-style guessing game in my mind:… Continue reading Seeing myself
"What is that which has one voice and yet becomes four-footed and two-footed and three-footed?" This summer was challenging. In April I started relapsing, my fatigue becoming overwhelming and my walking getting markedly worse. I tried high-dose steroids to treat the relapse for the first time, but they didn't make any difference to my symptoms… Continue reading The Riddle of the Sphinx
