I always keep meaning to return to regular posting, but each time I mean to do anything these days my health seems to poke its proverbial tongue at me and say “Haha, not today, loser”. To be frank, I’m tired of all of it: the seizures; the panic attacks; post-menopause issues (which, it turns out, … More 2025 So Far: Musings
Two years. How on earth has it been two years since I last spilled my brain out here? Wow. Um… hi? I hope you’re still around, and doing okay out there? I seem to be back. Perhaps older and a touch more silver. Definitely more metal than previously. I ended up with avascular necrosis in … More Did You Miss Me?
It seems almost impossible to me that two years have flown by since my last entry, and yet here we are. Hello again, world; I hope you’re still listening – because I have so much to tell you! In fact, I shall be catching you all up via the use of installments because I have … More Two Years In The Life, Part One
Goodness, this has been a year hasn’t it! Who’s got Mutant Superpowers for August? I think we all deserve a superpower for getting through this entire mess that has been 2020 so far! Right now I think I’d choose Spidey Sense, because one of my tarantulas is missing! Druid is a massive Lasiodora parahybana (Salmon … More Life, Sobriety and Everything
First things first: I sincerely apologise for the radio silence. I seem to have misplaced my writing mojo since my second hip surgery. I hope that everybody is as well as can be expected in these troubling times, and that you’re all staying safe! Life hasn’t changed that much for me, as in the fact … More Living On Lockdown, And Other Stories
There are some things that Sober Me will never really be able to do again – like walking five miles a day with my favourite music playing through my earbuds, stopping at Sainsbury on the way home to pick up some bits and pieces (such as elderflower cordial). I might be able to do some … More Sober Goals
Sometimes it might take what seems like forever, but time does eventually heal – be it emotional healing, or physical. Over the last ten years I’ve had to deal with both, and even more so in the last twelve months. Being physically restricted has a massive impact on the psyche, as well as on the … More Time Heals All Wounds
A year is a long time, but some hip fractures are more serious than others. I’ve seen a couple of ladies who were on the ward at the same time as I was, and they’re both up and walking. They’re walking differently to how they walked before, but they’re walking.
If this hadn’t happened to me, I never would have believed it. But it has happened, so here I am to tell you all about it. Last night I forgot that I’m not able to walk in the way that I’m accustomed to. I went for a wee, and then I walked back to … More When Injuries Bring Suprise News
You know that feeling, don’t you. We all do. That feeling where everything is generally turning to poo; when you’re depressed; when you’re disabled; when you’re injured… even when you just generally feel like utter crap.
An Accident In Space And Time 