The doom of being clean

My MS is a pain in the arse sometimes. It rears it's ugly head at the most inconvenient moments - like when I am sat in the board room of a meeting at work with some senior managers and my head starts to wobble like the Churchill dog. It can be a very disruptive force … Continue reading The doom of being clean

The sliding scale

So, since being diagnosed I have been asked on several occasions to rate my quality of life in various ways using a series of questions on a scale of 1 to 5... I am sure you are familiar with the questions I am talking about. They ask about things such as how you generally feel … Continue reading The sliding scale