Ton up

Hello dear readers!

It’s time for a little positivity, I think.

Those of you that have the dubious pleasure of following these attempts at communicating the flotsam and jetsam that floats through my poor addled brain may have picked up a somber mood to my posts of late. A certain maudlin quality.

This of course has a lot to do with my recent medical diagnosis, (see here if you don’t know what I’m talking about) but while that was less than ideal life does indeed go on, and this week there is a reason not just to be positive, but to celebrate!

Health & Safety

Hello dear readers!

Yes. yet again it's Bloggy-thing time, and this week has been a particularly positive one, although perhaps marred by one or two (well, definitely one) little niggles.

We are, once again, talking about my recent diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis which has joined the already existing conditions of Spina Bifida and Pernicious Anaemia to form an all singing. all dancing, triple threat, disease dream team. It puts such tag teams as The Road Warriors, and The Hardy Boys to shame it really does.

In fact, more specifically, this week's post delves into the appointment with the MS Specialist and the fun I had actually attending it.

Let me explain.