Lifestyle, Parenting, Health and Love
When you can’t ignore the signs. Most of you know that I am not in the best of health. If you don’t but you want to know more, I tell my story in two parts. Part 1 and Part 2. It’s taken a long time to finally get diagnosed and treated, and in some …
Disabled parking and me. I feel your eyes as I pull into the spot. I’m just ignorant and selfish, doing what I like as I’m in a hurry. I’m there because I have a kid so I think it’s my right. I’m smiling as I stand up. I walk to get my bags, my …
Learning to live with hating yourself. I know that sounds like a really bad title. You’re not supposed to hate yourself, you’re supposed to be learn to love yourself and all your flaws or learn and change yourself to be what you want to be. But what if you can’t change yourself. What if you …
Where have I been? My goodness. Up until this month, this blog has been woefully neglected! I’ve had a tough few months and just haven’t been in the mood to write. Since I was diagnosed with Sero negative arthritis in May 2014, I’ve been trying two different types of Disease Modifying medication which is a …
Hello lovely people, You may have seen, a few posts back, that I began to write My story and I’m hoping that I can now finish this, well, until present day anyway. So. In my story, I had moved to my parents house as I was struggling to care for my baby alone with my health needs …
Hello lovely people who take time out of their day to read….! Three weeks ago to the day, I wrote a post, titled Confusion. The very next day, I was to finally receive the long awaited Facet Joint injections into my Spine. It had been about 10 months from the surgeon prescribing …
Hello and thank you to those of you who take the time to read my blog! I am so confused. I am nervous and I have no idea what exactly is wrong with me. Tomorrow I am having up to 6 Facet Joint injections in my spine. I say ‘up to’ as I …
***Please note that this post contains a photo of my baby being born by c-section and of a blood transfusion*** I don’t think that they are graphic but it’s not my place to judge…! My story. This is so hard to write. So much harder than I thought. I don’t know how many posts ago …
Woweee! Travelling with Fibro is like, so the easiest thing to do! Said no one. Ever. I think a high point for me was being pushed through the airport in a wheelchair, small suitcase and bag on my knee, by my 63yr old mum who had a bag on her shoulder, with my …