A fragrant offering
For Father’s Day, no don’t panic, it isn’t until 16th June. Mary is planning on buying me some aftershave. No,
Being cared for has been a series of difficult, awkward and funny situations.
For Father’s Day, no don’t panic, it isn’t until 16th June. Mary is planning on buying me some aftershave. No,
“Pass me the proton gun”. That’s what I felt like saying after I heard that one of my tablets is
(This is based on my experience, written as a personal guide, not an instruction manual.) I’ve realised that for many
When I used to picture my future life as a writer. I was sitting on a sun-soaked veranda in the
Diary extracts: September 9th 1993 Migraine, chest pain, sickness. 4 lots co-codamol, 4 lots Ibuprofen, 3x Metoclopromide and 1x Zomig
They say time is relative, was that Einstein? I’m not talking about his theories though, but that feeling of time
Do you live in a caravan? Unless you do, or you stay in one for holidays, then you may find
Back in 2014-2015 I had a Mother. OK so we all have Mothers, even if we’ve never known them and
When I was younger, I studied social work as an ‘A’ level at night school. My enduring memory is of
It’s an odd situation we are in. On the surface everything has gone wrong. I lost my independence, mobility, ability
Mary is my wife, but she is also my most amazing carer. The other day I realised that in my
Why is it that so much stuff designed for the disabled are either called by baby names or have a
“You look so well.” Those wonderful words that everyone with a life limiting illness or any illness really enjoys hearing.
Care is a very strange thing. It’s a relationship that is very intimate. Only in medicine do we have equally