Winner Best Blog Post 2018 in the Ireland Blog Awards!
Like Roy Keane’s dog Triggs, I also ponder the undeniable finiteness of life and how best to get through it unscathed.
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After an hour and a chat with the counsellor, the MS nurse, the blood clinic and MS nurse again, there he was. My saviour. The one who would rule over thousands of future pinholes. He was no Napoleon, but I was fine with that.