It's a decision that I face every day, maybe even twice a day. Or, at least, I should be facing it but because of the brain fog I often can't remember if I have remembered to or not. (Life's got very like that). You rip open the packet, out it comes and off you go... Continue Reading →
Is there a word for forgetting what a word is? You know, just a single word A term, I think they call it I can't even remember the word for that So how am I supposed to remember the word for forgetting words? I think there must be a word for it There... Continue Reading →
I have learnt to live with my limitations on a day-to-day basis; I mean, I just don't have the energy to fight it anyway! Most days, I don't expect myself to do anything in particular and certainly not by any particular time or in any particular order. I let my day unfold as my body... Continue Reading →
If you have M.E and are UK-based then follow the links to the Neurological Alliance Survey. (Isn't it heartening to see M.E included?) Of course, the survey is for people with all sorts of neurological conditions so if you have something else in your life than M.E, pop along too. Neurological Alliance Survey | Dead... Continue Reading →
What would you add?
I live with Mongrel Beast. It's not a choice I had. (And perhaps that's why I resent its presence so much). To think of Mongrel Beast as a dog isn't really fair to any canid and doesn't really do justice to what it's really like living, trying to live, with such a creature. But perhaps... Continue Reading →
Mongrel Beast 1 - 0 Me
Pain's a funny thing, isn't it? It's one of those suspicious things that I'm highly distrustful of. I feel that it it's one of those that must be quiet; a blend of feelings swirling in a confusing, unidentifiable muddle; that curious combination of shame and pride that I seem to specialise in. Pride? Oh yes,... Continue Reading →