Inclusive eating at Christmas – it is possible after all! Continue reading Inclusivity at Christmas
July 2013 we went to ‘Span-Ugal’ (flew into Portugal and transferred over to a resort in Sothern Spain). Our first family holiday abroad. Bearing in mind that me and Chris met in August 2010 and Peggy was born in March 2012, we hadn’t had a holiday abroad as a couple either so this was new territory. I believed (stupidly) that having a baby would … Continue reading How To Holiday with a Crohns Warrior and Little Coeliac
Top of Snowdon (2011) I always cringe when people ask how Chris and I met. What I want to say is that our eyes met across a smoky, packed out dance floor and our aura’s connected in an event planned out for us in our destiny. The fact is it was on Match.com! Yep, the unromantic fact of the matter … Continue reading ‘Tea’ – Total (y)
I call him warrior because the word ‘sufferer’, ‘victim’, ‘patient’ conjures up images of a weak, feeble, measly soul struggling through life. Bent over double in pain coughing into a hankie, one step away from being carried out on a stretcher when the grim reaper walks past ringing a bell calling “bring out your dead”. Just like the word ‘person’, ‘individual’, ‘husband’ doesn’t … Continue reading Operating instructions for the Crohn’s Disease Warrior
Hair bobble dangling from a strand of hair (her remaining hair forming a frizzy halo around her face), token grazed knee, PE kit (complete with 10 missing vests/socks/someone else’s plimsolls), Bat Man water bottle precariously balanced on top of a bulging book bag, coat wrapped around her waist – my daughter emerges from school on the last day of term before the Easter … Continue reading Perspective
Peg’s Christening 2012 Last week I was off sick with tonsillitis. A whole 5 days of laying in bed watching Netflix inbetween sleeping, eating ice cream and generally moaning A LOT about how crappy I felt. I get really annoyed and frustrated when I’m poorly about all the things I wanted to do but can’t. But last week I was on turbo whingy mood … Continue reading Sorry, But There’s A Chance We Won’t Make It
Blood tests, Peter Rabbit and Oasis, a terrifying insight into the inner workings of my mind Today has been a big day. 6 months after the official diagnosis of Coeliac Disease Peggy had bloods taken at hospital to check if the gluten free diet had brought her gluten levels down. I’ve been nervous about it for a few weeks but didn’t mention it to … Continue reading Coeliac Disease – ‘ave it yer b**tard!