It's DONE

We raised it, we saved it. I have a metal neck, i'm recovering from the operation and I'll never be able to thank everyone enough, but it starts with a thank you. So thank you. To absolutely everybody, with help, thoughts, intent, action, it all means the world.

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Friday, 28 November 2025

Health and Woe. Victorian style

Prednisolone and me don't slap hard. Just woke from a nightmare and as I don't have my dream diary on this android turd I'm going to share what I learned in my sleep.

I've had a long period of illness and injury. I always accepted it was me that missed out or the like but while I've always had the best friends I've taken them for granted in some respect. I was too doped on pain meds to embrace the love my friends showed me. 

I've just had someone close begin a terrifying health worry and it made me realise, during said nightmare, that I was so lucky to have the love of these friends and hadn't ever considered what I would do should the same happen to someone I love.

The nightmare was a fashion show but the models were family and friends struck down with horrid problems or diseases and I had to choose who lived or died. 

My inability to maintain sobriety stopped me from truly being there as someone who entirely understands what terrifying medical news does to you. 

I'm sorry Gem, Chris and girls x

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