It’s Not a Swear Word!

I am very open about my IC but notice that some people look visibly uncomfortable when I mention the word bladder. A majority have been older men. They have this look which is a cross between awkwardness, horror and shock when I mention the B word. Honestly, you would think I just told them I … Continue reading It’s Not a Swear Word!

Please Excuse Me Whilst I Mourn

I spend a lot of my time thinking about the good old days. When I could eat and drink what I wanted and having a hangover was as bad as it got. I think about all the times I moaned about the little things and curse myself for being so stupid. All the times I … Continue reading Please Excuse Me Whilst I Mourn