Kiss Goodbye to MS

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TV Presenter Lisa Cannon along with Rosie Farrell and Sara-Jane Tracy, who are both living with MS, launched Kiss Goodbye to MS, the campaign for MS Research and vital services, from the station platform at Heuston Station, Dublin.  Picture: Marc O’Sullivan


The music blares through the speakers of my computer for the first time in a year. The tears flow thick and fast, an angry river held back for too long.

I preferred the silence that echoed around my lonely existence. The music is a reminder. Every song a memory. A memory from before. From before those words echoed around my head. From before I had a clue what those words were about to bring with them.

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Diary of a disabled bride

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As you’ll know, I got married last July. We had an absolutely amazing day but during the months leading up to the wedding I really struggled. There was nothing out there for brides or grooms with disabilities, nowhere to turn to – and at times it became a very lonely road (see article I wrote for thejournal.ie). I don’t want anyone else getting married to have to feel that way. We may have a disability but we are still totally deserving of the same wedding experience as everyone else, we deserve a platform where our thoughts, concerns, advice and pictures are shared.

I’ve drawn up a quick list of some tips I gathered during my time. I know most of these are from a personal (MS) angle but I hope that they translate across the board to anyone living with chronic pain or reduced mobility. I can easily add to these so please feel free to message me if there’s anything you would like included. I’ll be sharing these tips on Facebook via the new wedding group I’ve set up for people with disabilities. Please share the link with anyone you feel may benefit from it. Hopefully via the group we can provide a platform for advice and tips that will make planning a disability-friendly wedding that bit easier for everyone 😊😘

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Who am I now?

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I’m finally sat back here. Staring at the keyboard. Words and feelings storming through my brain.

They’re too fast to catch, to hold on to and to challenge

It feels like they rip through me. But there’s so many of them.

I’m tired. Too tired for all of this.

Somedays I can’t cope with the thoughts. The others, I distract myself. The truth is, I’m afraid of what lies there. Who will I be when I finally confront them? What will be left of Rosie?

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I do

We finally did it! We got married!

Did it go off without any glitches? No. But it was amazing in spite of everything MS tried throwing my way. As I walked down that aisle, I felt like the luckiest person alive and MS wasn’t even in the picture. Thanks to all my amazing friends and family and the great staff at Markree Castle who constantly warmed up my heat pack and provided a comfy chair for me to rest on in between pictures, I didn’t once feel disabled or like MS stopped me. It was our wedding day and that was all that mattered.

I’ll leave you with a reading from our ceremony and some pictures too. Looking back, I’m now able to say that I’m very proud of our wedding invites. I hand painted the whole original design during a relapse last year, so it’s nice to see something good came out of that. I’m getting back to my painting more now as well as it’s the one thing that totally calms me and makes me feel totally myself.

I’ll also start updating this blog a more in the next while and I’ve a couple of posts to put up that I wrote in the last few weeks but never got around to uploading.

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Love is…

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“15 days to go until you say I do – I bet you’re so excited!”

Wedding to-do lists. Wedding magazines. Wedding forums .

And then there’s me. Locked out of the wedding world. With a month to go I found myself on the floor, crying with pain that had constantly intensified over two weeks. Taking me to my lowest and darkest point since diagnosis.

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It’s okay to feel lost

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The words stick in my throat. I can’t find them. I don’t know how to let them escape. And yet if I don’t, they’ll drown me.

Just because we don’t speak something, just because we lock it away and keep hoping, it doesn’t make the fear any less real, particularly when that fear is so locked up in your reality. We have to confront it, as impossible as opening up those flood gates may seem, as difficult as it may be – if we don’t, how can we move forward?

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A welcome end

Lights twinkling, Christmas songs echoing in the background, people running past in a flurry – rushing, racing. Life goes on and on.

Our tree stands proud in the corner. Its lights silently twinkling, casting a warming glow over an otherwise dull December.

It’s such a welcome sight. It means I can finally spend time with family I’ve missed all year and it means we can finally wish 2016 good riddance. I will never be as happy to welcome in a new year as I will be this year.

I kept my head above water for most of it. Despite constant illness after illness since February, despite watching other family members battle ill health too and watching them lose loved ones, we kept going through it all.

But there’s only so much paddling you can do beneath the surface before something has to give.

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The wait

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The clock whirs slowly – so so slowly. Tick … tock …. tick!

Silence.

That long, drawn, aching silence. My mind rushes to fill that space.

“You can’t escape me forever,” it whispers.

My stomach flips. I’ve struggled to eat all day – the fear pulses through my body – ripping across it in what seems like a split second. And yet it’s so familiar – it has always been there. I’ve pushed it under the surface. Locked it away. But I don’t have the strength today.

Today I need that fear – I need them to see. I need them to understand.

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Ignite your inner warrior

 

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I’m staring out, watching the world go by. Rushing, racing, living, breathing – life. But I’m struggling. I’m really struggling – struggling to make sense of all this. How this disease can just stomp in and rob you of so much in what seems like a split second. It’s so unfair.

Long gone is my ambition to run a marathon – the pain I used to feel after a long 15km+ run isn’t even close to the pain I now feel after 15 minutes on my feet unsupported. To go from that to this in a year is tough to deal with – life feels like a marathon right now.

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