The problem with a Chronic Illness is that often it isn't going to get better. And that is a mighty big realisation to come to. Unlike with a cold or a minor injury, there is no pill or bandage, your Dr can't help very much and will almost despair at the sight of you, there is no "7-10 days until you begin to feel better".
My own worst critic (and just one inappropriate outburst to a colleague)…
I've been treated to a few good days of late but unfortunately yesterday and today have not been so good.
Fair Weather Fashionista…
I like looking nice as much as the next girl. But do you know what I like more? Comfort.
Nobody’s problem…
Visiting a Dr with any chronic and ivisible illness is a chore. I am certain any sufferer will agree. It requires great emotional preparation, homework and maybe a shot of something stronger than orange juice (although I don't drink, so I'm already on the back foot).
About my good day (and the scary Monsters)…
When a good day hits, I often think of Disney Princesses. The sun shines, the birds sing and helpful forest animals pop by to clean the house and dress me…
Milk, milk, lemonade, around the corner chocolate’s made…
Today I'm going to talk about my 5 deeply embarassing P's.
Friday Five…
The week is over and the weekend begins - Sleep! Rest! No Pants! As other girls glam up to go out, I throw on my joggers, put on some Netflix and chill the hell out (and I mean actual Netflix and Chill, not the naughty kind).
