This afternoon, two of my good friends have to lay their amazing wife and sister to rest. I can’t be there, but I wanted you to know about her, because she’s the sort of person who truly deserves to be known by the entire world. Advertisements
Every woman dreads it, but every woman needs it. And women shouldn’t be afraid to have this procedure done. I was supposed to have mine last year, but my broken hip meant that I was unable to do so.
Originally posted on My Autistic Dance:
I heard about the play, All in a Row, the other day. Specifically, I read what the writer had to say about deciding that the character of an autistic boy with “challenging behaviour” could only be portrayed by a puppet. I know so many autistic people who have dedicated…
Originally posted on Missus Tribble:
Following on from yesterday’s Flashblog event for Autism Awareness month (and submissions are still flooding in), a friend mentioned this morning that she loves T’Pau’s China In Your Hand because it was playing at the exact moment that her son was born and placed on her belly. She didn’t actually…
Originally posted on Pride's Purge:
These photographs and this status was posted on Facebook by a law adviser on Christmas Eve: Please spare a thought for this 64 year old severely disabled client of mine? Please share this post to see if we can garner a response from the Tories although, I doubt we…
My husband lost his job on Friday, through no fault of his own (I can’t go into the details on such a public forum: let’s just say that we felt it coming and we’re both angry and relieved that it’s over). My husband has been worrying about my precarious mental health ever since – and … More When A Cat Saves Your Life
Well. This year has been a bit of a bugger really. I’m learning to walk again after my hip injury, but for any time outside I need my Thundertank (my niece is trying to find out how we can stencil Cheetara on the back of my chair, just because Cheetara is awesome). Two friends who … More The Year So Far, Discworld, And Artwork
WARNING: Photographs of injuries, which are explicit in nature. Not for the squeamish.
I wouldn’t say it was awful, but it wasn’t brilliant. The fates conspired to ruin nice things for me by sending the Lurgy Fairy (in bloody Sweden of all places, while I was on holiday!) but we managed to make the best of it. At least my liver regenerated, right? So that’s good. Hoorah for … More Kicking 2017 Out Of The Door