Just checking in – life’s too full for long and detailed updates! Continue reading “Three weeks later”
Today I picked up my new car! It’s always exciting having a new car, but when you’ve been off the road completely for three months and very dependent on other people helping you out it is nothing short of a liberation! Continue reading “Driving and running and being alive”
The scariest bit of the triathlon I am doing next month is the running phase.
It’s only 2.5k (ha, this time last year “only” would not have been the right word for running 2.5k!) but my two very lame attempts at running this distance since the Great Foot Drop relapse have made clear how challenging this will be. I’ve had to jog-walk both times because I just keep stumbling when I run. Running sucks. Continue reading “Getting my life back: running”
It’s a week since my last infusion. Continue reading “Round 1 – Seven days after”
Several weeks ago, I started the process of getting myself back on the road. I thought – naively, as it turns out – that this would be relatively straightforward. Continue reading “Getting my life back: driving”
The weekend I spent in a state of utter exhaustion. If I were a mobile phone, I would have been on 2% battery Saturday, rising perhaps to 5% on Sunday.
The emotional rollercoaster of steroids continued unabated, which is just as well because the adrenaline from being upset and pissed off was the only thing keeping me going. I spent quite a lot of Sunday morning lying in bed and trying to decide whether I had the energy to pack a bag and call a taxi, and where I would go if I ran away, and whether it was worth the bother of taking the kid with me… Continue reading “Round 1 – Aftermath (3 days later)”
Day 5 went pretty much the same as Day 4, starting with all the same pre-meds plus my anti-biotic which is due three times a week.
Experiences of note include Continue reading “Round 1 – Day 5”