Last week those same people helped us to move into our new house.
(incidentally, I found I was able to do more than I - or anyone else - thought I would)
Times like this, you really have to be thankful for what you have.
Yes, I've had two relapses over the last year or so. And yes, I am the only person I know who is my age and who has a chronic disabling condition, which can sometimes lead me to dwell on minor irritations, which then take on greater significance when I bang on about them on my blog.
But:
- I'm on a recommended course of medication which (so far) isn't doing me any harm and which (so far) hasn't cost me a bean
- I have the support of the MS nurses of the QMC, as well as a team of neurologists
- I'm getting financial support for journeys into work, as well as snazzy office equipment
- I've had the benefit of Physio sessions and my bizzaro orthotic support, which does help but can get a bit uncomfortable if I wear it too long (I know, big deal)