Bolognese love?!

“You want bolognese love” came the strong liverpuddlian accent.

Hmm. As I chewed mine, and stared at the appointment board in the canteen-a familiar warm feeling came over me.

How long had it been since I was last here at the Walton Centre? Hmm 6 months-yeah-can’t be anymore than that.

Hmmmm. It’s busy today….and Dr J is running behind….that’s never happened before. Hmm. So much has happened, so much I want to tell him, so many questions still… the time passed by I met someone else from the NMO group which was great-to put real faces to names and profile pictures.

Ooh mine turn….”Hi so how long has it been?” “Errr 6 months?!””No 1 year”

“What….no….1 year had passed since I was last here?!-wowww” so much had happened. Dr J was lovely as usual, his face beaming as I told him how I had started back to work, how I was ok since coming off steroids….wow.

Usual tests were done, the upper body one where I always worry I will knock Dr J over as my upper body was never affected. The leg one where I hope my legs behave in resistence tests.. walking toe to toe in a straight line forwards….then backwards-(that’s so hard! Lol).

“Good-so 1 year-MRI scan routine” my first thought-hmmm what music will there be… I’ve written before I’m partial to Girls Aloud when having an MRI-Abba is also good-especially ‘Dancing Queen-haha the irony lol.

So bloods….quick chat with physio and O.T….and that was it!

First time ever..I didn’t feel fatigued after an appointment.

Patients day for NMO was coming up and NMO awareness week.

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I am what I am

Hello lovlies!

It’s saturday night, I am drinking wine and eating left over tortilla chips from dinner.

This is one of two posts I want to write, as I have said before…I think…apologies my memory is not as it “should be” apologies if I have said that before too!! Heehee.

So life is good. 2017-you are fabulous.

I have had a fair few medical appointments recently, two of which will “star” in later blog posts.

But for now, the title I have chosen is a favourite quote of mine. “I am what I am”  “and what I am needs no excuses”

I have spoken before about my fashion “sense”, weight blah blah.

I use blah blah; because that’s just it? Isn’t it?


Yes to be healthy, to me being healthy and strong means more than “being thin” please don’t think for a second I’m another curvy girl saying “I’m happy with my weight”-those who know me personally….know that is not my style.

You see, again I’ve spoken about this before. When I look at me, I am me. When I am at work, I am Jane. When I am with a doctor, I am a patient.

I do feel a difference.

Being strong phsyically is good-I wouldn’t be where I am now if I had not dedicated time to working out.

But…..but….being string mentally…?! That came from deep within.

That is what beat this thing. That is what got me here now, that is what stops me from wishing I was skinny, or wishing my hair was long.

But do you know what?!, I am not a size 10-nothing wrong with that ! But I am not, my hair is mid length-it’s grown from a pixie crop…because I lost a lot of hair with steroids.

I am not ‘a happy plus size girl’ I am a 31 year old woman, stubborn as anything-like her late nana (bless her), who knows who she is, where she has been, is bloody proud of her self. Who loves her family, adores her friends, had awesome colleagues-(fact!!!) Who I would class as friends, who aims to live life to the full.

I am what I am, and what I am needs no excuses.