I've been getting a lot of spam comments over the past month. I guess it's my own fault because I've been lurking rather than writing.

I welcome relevant comments, and even irrelevant comments from friends.

I don't welcome SPAM.

Just felt I had to get that off my chest.

I woke up on Thursday morning and I had shrunk a dress size overnight. Better yet, I could move fairly freely: it's nice to not struggle to dry your own feet after a shower ( Read more... )

The gentle decline - although temprorary - continues.

I'm off the exercises I was doing - they are TOO HARD and are irritating things not making them better. ( Details... )

 ...pretty much everything, I discover ( Read more... )

 It's no longer the first week of May, and so I can report proudly that I DON'T HAVE A BOIL ON MY BUM.

The reason for the exultation is that for the past 2 years, in the first week of May I have.  It is about this time of year that my immune system, overwhelmed by summer followed by work, followed by the first of the cold weather, collapses in a ( Read more... )

With any chronic illness, courage is a necessity. When we need it most, it feels like its least available.

I've been going through a very good patch vis-a-vis courage.  My hopes and my determination have been high.

Then I had a funky couple of days with pain I'd describe as low-grade... until I realised that it was taking 2 Mersyndol Forte tablets to ( Read more... )

My post on my neuro review disappeared into the ether.  Here's the edited highlights: neuro review went off well. No new lesion load, and even a bit of repair of some of the migraine-related smatters. I'll see Mr Neuro in a year if nothing comes up in the meantime.

I have some spinal degeneration too - C5 & C6 are not in good shape, and have bony ( Read more... )

My annual review of stuff is coming up.  MRI this week, with visit to Neuro after Easter.

( Health-related naval gazing... )

 So I had this migraine last night, right.  Out of nowhere, pain.  Took drugs.  All good.  But this morning when I woke up I was feeling like the bottom of a birdcage... really yuk.  I was also stressing about the massively behind editing work that was waiting for me to pull a Spectacular on it.

Then I realised... if I wasn't expecting myself to ( Read more... )

 "The strange thing was, everyone was saying I was so brave. I thought no, if I’d admitted to wearing a French maid’s outfit and dancing around churchyards, that would be brave, and admitting to liking Harry Potter would be suicidal, but saying I’ve got Alzheimer’s-it’s not like you do anything bad to get it, so I can’t quite put my finger on it ( Read more... )