What we hold dear about putting pen to paper is the urge to create something out of nothing, quite often to slow down a fast-paced society where the purity of words have become chaotic and yearn to become meaningful and treasured again.Read More
We often become too focused on the serious moments in life, yet we can learn as much about the funnier side of life with a chronic illness, or from those that show us grace in defeat. I was therefore incredibly surprised to find out that my blog was among the 10 Best Blogs of 2018 […]Read More
Home About IMSM History of MS 19th century 1900-1940 1950s 1960-1980 1990-2010 MS Explained What is MS? How MS Affects Brain Cells What causes MS? Types of MS Early signs of MS MS Symptoms Do I Have Multiple Sclerosis or Another Disease? Updated McDonald Criteria (2017) What is an MS relapse? Central Nervous System Central […]Read More
No matter when you were diagnosed, there might be moments when you feel like screaming at the top of your lungs when symptoms take a little too long to disappear, or because people are just getting on your nerves.Read More
MS is a mere aspect, label or classification. My story is therefore not one of heroism or tragedy, satire or drama, cheap thrills or grandeur. Showing up for myself in my own life means taking responsibility for the good and the bad while also trying to achieve goals I set myself for 2018.Read More
Can you recall what life was like before this craziness started? Nope? Neither can I. There is a bit of mental derailing going on right now. Fatigue is back with a vengeance. I am so excellent in not sleeping well, that when I do, it’s a reason to organise a party, or rather, a pyjama […]Read More
When you’re standing in the shower and you get a fab idea to write about, but can’t remember what it was 3 minutes later… Something’s in the works, and it’ll be posted here by the end of tomorrow! In the meantime, why not catch up with these… The five-second MS rant Magnetic voices MS Anxiety The […]Read More
Have you ever wondered, “What exactly is my purpose on our little shining blue ball floating around in our vast universe?” Have you? Congratulations, so have I! It took me the better part of my teenage years to get to the stage where I thought, “Yes! Eureka! Yes, I found out what I am doing […]Read More
Oh, you can bet I am willing, I am usually more than willing. When physical restraints curb your potential, you realise that you want so more from your own life, and out of your own reality. Life is moving forward outside your medically induced world, and you feel annoyed when healthy people don’t realise the worth of their bodies, their unused potential. It simply reminds you that being chronically ill sucks.Read More
“Following that, I hit writer’s block faster than you can say ‘ABC’. That writer’s block has reached the ‘XYZ’ stage, so I’m nearing a muse that sounds, tastes and smells like coffee.
Where I am funnily always full of ideas.
Away from notebooks and pens, I scrapped another item from my bucket list in September.”Read More
All joking aside, I cannot even begin to count the number of books I have read since childhood or how many I handled while working in a library. Books become part of life, a friend I will remember forever, a gateway or hiding place where distraction reigns. Just holding them, turning page after page, waiting to be explored, conquered, talked about and put on a shelf waiting to be taken out again. And so the cycle begins again.Read More
Reality. It’s what’s for breakfast. After some feeble attempts trying to write a few paragraphs the past few weeks, it was back to the drawing board each time. Not good enough. Already done this. Needs more research. Too tired. Not fit enough. You know moments like these, you sit down, determination almost physically squeezing ink […]Read More
“I 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.”
“Don’t change because others tell you to, just be that limited edition that you know you truly are. Don’t be afraid to break the mould.”Read More
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 […]Read More