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A Chance For Change

When Teresa May called a snap general election just seven weeks ago I felt a flash of hope, followed by an overwhelming feeling of apprehension.

I desperately want to be part of a society that’s more socially just, where there … read more

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Shining a Light on London’s Solidarity

I woke up a few moments ago and pulled up my bedroom blind. The sun’s shining boldly through a cloudy sky. Just as I was drifting off to sleep last night my phone bleeped with people checking that I was … read more

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Wheely Brilliant

Last night I wrote with nervous excitement about my appointment with NHS Wheelchair Services this morning. We got off to a wobbly start because the taxi I’d booked was 45 minutes late and the longer we waited the tenser I … read more

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Wheely Excited

It’s nearly midnight and I can’t sleep. A weird mixture of pain, excitement and apprehension has left me feeling the sort of nervous excitement you get before the first day at a new school. But it’s not that sort of … read more

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An Appointment With Hope

One way or another I’ve had quite a few medical appointments recently. Some have been OK, but some have been frustrating.

As someone whose body is noticeably different from what health care professionals are trained to expect, I’m aware … read more

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A Towel In Time Saves Spine

Over the last year or so I’ve been having issues with recurring pain in my lower back and pelvis. At times it’s made sitting in my wheelchair really uncomfortable.

This morning I got a call to tell me that an … read more

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Twelve Messages In Twelve Months

In just a handful of hours 2016 will give way to 2017. It’s tricky to know how to write about a year that’s been full of upheaval the world over, and like many others I’m extremely apprehensive about what the … read more

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“Merry Christmas Day Glow Octopus” And Other Festive Sentiments

I woke up this morning and a chorus of Christmases started almost immediately:

“Merry Christmas, geranium.”
“Merry Christmas, festive zebra.”
“Merry Christmas, laser jet printer.”
“Merry Christmas, protective padding.”

Here at the castle I can hear Will and Lottie stirring … read more

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All Out Solidarity

It’s 11pm and I’ve just settled into bed. I can hear the comforting sound of Fat Sister turning in for the night in the room next door. I heard her shut the blind, giggling gently as we both said goodnight … read more

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Fat Sister Strikes Again

Fat Sister’s a specialist Registrar in a busy South London hospital. Like every doctor I’ve ever met she takes the oath she made to ‘do no harm’ very seriously. Her day and night shifts are always long, she … read more

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