Yesterday I was supposed to go and see Mr Braindoc at James Cook hospital, to get my EEG results and find out what was causing my seizures ( Read more... )

 I'm lost for words, I'm in tears actually.

How is this possible?

How, after all the years of suffrage, sacrifice, deaths and fighting can the message still be "The only good woman is one who's barefoot, pregnant and chained to the kitchen sink."?  How the fuck does anyone get the idea that an 'unfeminine' girl, one who doesn't want armfuls of babies ( Read more... )

It's not a week yet since Derrick Bird drove around Cumbria killing and maiming people.  I watched last night's edition of Panorama pretty much blankly, until the reporter asked victims and neighbours alike what they thought of Derrick.  And then I cried.  To hear "People will look back and say he was an evil monster... but he was a good man, I can ( Read more... )

 A man, Derrick Bird, has gone on a killing spree in Cumbria, killed 12 people and shot 25 others.

I feel ill, shocked and sad.  Not only because I've spent a lot of time in that area (frequent holiday destination as a kid) but because my community has a similar make-up - semi-rural, high unemployment, poverty and depression, and a lot of shotgun ( Read more... )

 I love birds.  Yes, there's the obvious joke there, but this time I really mean the feathered kind.  It's as if there's a 24 hour soap opera going on around the house.  I just can't really get depressed properly anymore,because if I look out of the landing window a robin (he's called Rufus) will hop about, menacing the terrified baby blackbird, ( Read more... )

 Just checked my LJ Scrapbook and all but one of my pics are gone.  They weren't sorted into galleries, only one pic of Ellie was and that's there, but the others are missing.  Is there a way to access 'my pictures' instead of 'my galleries', or have they vanished into the ether?

Toad's home! I've been asleep a lot over the last couple of days so haven't updated, but she was released into the wild yesterday!

She's happy to be home, and Dad is off work to make sure she behaves herself.

Ta-ra for now poppets.

She's been moved from recovery back to the ward and is sleepy but fine. Hopefully this means no more cancer, no pain, no constant bleeding. I'm so relieved and happy but I've gone all floppy and exhausted! Feel like I could sleep for a week. Can't wait to see her on Thursday.

On various message boards and communities I'm asked "Well what does IIH do to you?  How do you feel?".  It's one of the perils of having a relatively unheard of condition.  It's not a 'sexy' media cause, no-one on a TV show has it, so it's invisible to most of the world.

So here's how it affects me, and many others:

Most of us have had a hangover ( Read more... )

No internet, no landline, snowed in. Lisa's boss demanded she take a taxi to work at 30 quid each way, so we phoned 3 companies who all said "Our drivers aren't coming anywhere near your village, or going that far, unless someone's life depends on it". Thank heaven for that ( Read more... )