All about… being in someone else’s shoes.

Ok, so I needed to sit down and write this because I have had a shocking start to my day, which came to a head whilst picking up my prescription for my pain meds. A woman decided that she would get out of her car and shout at me for parking somewhere I shouldn't. What was… Continue reading All about… being in someone else’s shoes.

All about… being aware

Yesterday was World Suicide Prevention Day. Until this year, I had no idea that such a day existed. It became relevant this year. Two weeks before the international day to help people with suicidal tendencies, my friend D decided to take his own life. It's not the first time that suicide has touched my life… Continue reading All about… being aware

All about… time to breathe

When I started this blog, I was adamant that I would have a new post every week. I was so determined. And yet, after only four entries, I needed a hiatus. The truth is I constantly underestimate how much I am trying to do with such a limited amount of energy. I love the blog… Continue reading All about… time to breathe

All about… this useful letter.

I received this letter from the HMSA when I became a member. This was so incredibly helpful. Some of the terminology is now classed as out of date but the message is still valid. Use this to start a conversation with your family, friends or peers. I hope you find this as helpful as I… Continue reading All about… this useful letter.

All about… what your Auntie Elsie did.

"You remember Auntie Elsie, she danced in the moonlight during the third new moon with a radish and an artichoke whilst naked, chanting songs by ABBA. It cured her of her illness. You should try it." "Or remember Uncle Malcolm. He had what you had and he was fine after taking paracetamol." Unsolicited advice; it… Continue reading All about… what your Auntie Elsie did.

All about… being an imposter.

If it walks like a zebra and talks like a zebra... When I was diagnosed with Hypermobility Syndrome, I found myself part of a global community. We call ourselves Zebras. It's a term you come across constantly and it is one that provokes an image of unity. But why the zebra, you ask? "If you… Continue reading All about… being an imposter.

All about… the bends.

Don't worry; you haven't stumbled on a post of me analysing 90s Radiohead lyrics (although, I could quite happily oblige). This post is all about how being Hypermobile is not the same as having Hypermobility Syndrome (HMS). People will often tell me that they're hypermobile too and I find myself asking if they have the… Continue reading All about… the bends.