The Others

It’s easy for me, relatively speaking. I’m living my illness. I’m at the centre of my world of disability, illness, doctors, tests and hospitals. I get on and do the best I can each and every day; I deal with the pain, nausea, dislocating joints, wonky autonomic nervous system, exhaustion and fragility. I live it

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Rant…

To the man on the lift who thought his shopping trolley should take preference to my crutches – barging one out from under me as it was in his way. To the woman on the bus who felt her overly large handbag should take priority for the spare seat leaving me standing on my crutches

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Dear Junior Doctor

Dear Junior Doctor, This is a message to all the doctors involved in the current dispute over changes to your contracts. As a career sick person and professional patient (and no, I’m not proud of that), I have had the privilege to be cared for by a great many junior doctors. Strangely I’ve never considered

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Some New Credentials

Although the concept in itself has never really impressed me, I’ve often thought having letters after my name would show a life of learning and personal evolution. Now I have loads. I’ve got an impressive list of letters that sit snugly against my name. Yet none of them come from academia, nor do they come

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