Challenges

Stop Talking And Start Relaxing

Joyce was supporting me today and we got chatting about theatre. She’s not a regular-theatre goer but she did come to the Brewing In The Basement cabaret night we held at The Barbican Centre last November.

Joyce, who’s Jamaican, said … read more

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Melancholy Magic

In thirty minutes Lily will arrive to do my night support and as soon as she gets here we’re going to head straight out for a swim. But by the time she gets here I want to be out of … read more

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I Smell of Piss and Other News

When I started this blog just over eight years ago I pledged to tread the fine line between honesty and self-pity. The post I’m about to write is going to be one that tests how well I can do this … read more

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The Straw Fan

Over the last few months I’ve seen a number of groups calling for a ban on disposable plastic straws. Campaigns such as ‘Straws Suck’, ‘The Final Straw’ and ‘The Last Plastic Straw’ are but a few of them. Petitions putting … read more

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New Diagnosis

Over the last two years I’ve been experiencing increasing pain in my back and hips as well as in other joints, including my wrists, ankles and shoulders. Along with this almost constant pain I’ve also been having difficulties with nausea … read more

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Bed Rails and Bryson

A few months ago I wrote about how much I’d been enjoying listening to writer Bill Bryson’s adventures as I went to sleep. My chronic pain over the last couple of years has been having an increasing impact on … read more

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Commending Commodes

I’ve never had a strong bladder. One of the most agonising experiences of my
childhood was trying to hold back an urgent wee on a trip to Ikea with my dad. And
the time I pissed in his construction site … read more

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A Wee Issue

While it may sound a lot like a ‘crap boast’, one of the things that used to wow my friends was how quickly I could go to the toilet. I used to pride myself on my powerful pissing – I … read more

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Beckett and Biscuits

It’s Sunday, I’m lying in bed, and I woke with the first light creeping in around the edges of my bedroom blind. A moment ago I pulled it up to let the light fill the room. Then I sank back … read more

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My Monastic Chamber

I had a visit last week from my occupational therapist (OT) whose job is to make sure I have everything I need to be as safe and independent at home as I can be.

Over the last year or so … read more

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