September 29, 2025
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Pain, Paracetamol, and the Puzzle of Self-Care

It’s 5am and my side aches again—echoes of a fall from a couple of weekends ago. I’ve taken paracetamol, the only painkiller I’m allowed on dialysis. It’s a quiet kind of surrender, not dramatic, just necessary. But I’m terrible at taking painkillers. Not because I forget, but because I hesitate. I second-guess whether the pain Continue reading
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Angels in the Corners

A Neurodivergent Reflection for the Festival of St Michael and All Angels There are moments when the veil feels thin—when the ordinary becomes infused with something luminous. Years ago, during an aromatherapy massage in Belfast, I found myself in one of those moments. The room was quiet, the scent of lavender and bergamot hung in Continue reading

