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Medical terminology?

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One of the many issues ill people struggle with, is trying to explain how or what their clinical symptoms feel like. Vice versa, and after another round of being a guinea pig during clinical excellence exams for already established doctors, it was clear that many people request non-medical terminology from their doctors also. Continue reading

Eyes of sorrow

With World MS Day 2015 now gone for another 365 days, I shared a few words yesterday about one of the things I hardly ever talk about in regards to my own MS: the day I woke  up without sight in my left eye, and the subsequent fear of permanently losing my eyesight.

We use our eyes to learn, navigate, assess and appreciate. They help our brain understand our environment and sometimes, as peculiar as it sounds, we use them to listen. Continue reading

Hope cures old wounds

10505565_271992656337777_3335423019850516985_n‘Hypochondria? It’s the only disease I haven’t met yet.’ One of the better jokes I can actually remember, as I simply don’t do long ones.

MS? Awkward, puzzling, easier said than done, and the type of illness that carries this tagline, “The illness is mine, but the tragedy theirs,” when asked how your family feels about your condition. Buzzwords that don’t exactly calm down an overactive mind.

Any illness is unwelcome, that much we can agree on. MS can strike in so many different ways that your life often resembles a war zone. When I entered the MS academy, I read the small print and knew it wouldn’t be a 365-day holiday. But, if one good thing has come from being diagnosed ten years ago, it’s the perception that no matter what happens, life goes on.

And boy, does it go on. Continue reading

I’m an ex and I’m lovin’ it!

Image VoltaireI used to be a lot of things. Busy. Book addict. Ireland lover. Passionate. College student… and perhaps a tad crazy also.

But then friends started saying that I was “slowly turning into a blonde”. Physical discrimination on the basis of hair colour aside, I felt they had a point. Concentration skills went from hero to zero. Walking from the couch to the fridge a massive undertaking. In tears in front of the staircase after work because I had to sleep for an hour before being able to scale its height.

In short: I knew I was ill.

It turned out I was ill. Continue reading

The miseducation of…

2a368fe3a25dc33b8327e836159894ecIt’s all been a bit crazy since that first day of the New Year came peeking from behind that cold, frosty door. It’s now an icy, jaded Saturday morning in the north-west of Dublin, and the RBS Six Nations rugby tournament just started.

Utter bliss so. Red cheeks from absolute delight.

On Monday, I have a new appointment with my neurologist, and with two separate eye doctors in hospital a few days later. Somebody should let me hire a very fancy suite in the hospital, as there’s no point going home and back again twice afterwards, especially since my energy supply is limited.

Am I dreading my neurological check-up? In a way, yes. After 8ish years on my DMD (Disease Modifying Drugs) Copaxone, it just doesn’t work anymore. The four-month relapse last year was proof enough. The idea of relapsing again is a scary one indeed, so I aim to find the right words and ask for an upgrade of my therapy. Continue reading

2015: Year of the Pen

We’re a few days into the New Year already, and I’m looking forward to sitting down in Starbucks Ireland once again. Parker pen, a large latte and carrot cake to take me through the thoughts in my mind while a new notebook waits for thoughts that sound like words; with emotions that sound like sentences or paragraphs. Life’s the story; my family, friends & MS gang, my inspiration.

This year will mark my fourth year of blogging, although mentally blog ‘posts’ are now called ‘articles’ and blogging turned into ‘writing’. No, it’s not a matter of being arrogant, being a social climber, or being above ‘mere’ blogging. Writing simply became a lot more than blogging.

Writing became a lifestyle. Continue reading

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