Hey PTSD, You’re back!

Going into the lockdown my post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) has started to show it’s ugly mug again. The trauma I experienced was seven years ago. I spent three months in hospital and was in and out of critical care three times. I am obviously really thankful for this, because it saved my life. But…

Coronavirus Diary – Page 13 (Feeling slightly normal)

Today was the first day that I have had a proper day out since the end of March. I haven’t been shielding, but I haven’t had work to go to, so I have been stuck in the house for a long time. I do have a few serious medical conditions, so I have been trying…

Coronavirus Diary – Page 12 (Almost there)

Today the announcement was finally made that England would be easing the lockdown even further. It’s very complicated, but in some ways things should start to feel more normal soon. In other ways they will not feel normal at all because of all the social distancing measures that have been put in place. From July…

Coronavirus Diary – Page 11 (Accessible Social Distancing)

I think it is very fair to say that the world we left before lockdown is not the same as the world that we are coming out to. Tragically so many people have been effected by Coronavirus. It is devastating to think what has happened to so many people and their loved ones. I think…

Coronavirus Diary – Page 10 (Looking to the future)

A few friends have been asking me what I am looking forward to when the lockdown is over. The truth is, just normal every day life. I want that back so much, but here is a list of things that I can’t wait to get back. Freedom – I can’t wait to be able to…

Coronavirus Diary – Page 7 (A tough week)

Week nine already?  In some ways the weeks seem to be flying by, but then when I think about the last time things felt normal, it feels like so long ago.  Things started to change slightly last week, the lockdown has eased a little.  This is really good, but also very complicated and confusing.  At…

Coronavirus Diary – Page 6 (Feeling loved and supported)

It’s times like this when we need our friends the most. We need somebody to complain to, we need somebody to try and escape sometimes rubbish reality with, we need somebody to cuddle us and tell us that everything’s going to be OK. The problem is, we can’t have that cuddle, we can actually get…

Transfusion to Fusion

Growing up I was never really into trying new things. I liked the food I liked and that was that. Trying new things was scary. Horrible tastes, smells and textures and if I didn’t already like it, the chances were I wouldn’t like it. I was no where near as fussy as some children, there…