When ‘roid rage’ gets ‘hangry’

Just cannot stop eating on these bloody steroids! My friends who also have RA ask if I’m also angry on them as they are sometimes, I say ‘no, just hungry’. Then I recall that my bf has called me hangry four times in the past week. When it comes to a mealtime and food is not ready pronto, I feel a soaring agitation building. Now, both myself and my boyfriend cook and I haven’t told him this but Continue reading →

Fun with spiralisers

Monday fun! Trying out my new spiraliser! Courgetti! 🤗 A bit tricky on my RA hands but would be easy for anyone without fine motor skill problems to use. Total food porn satisfaction to watch the courgette spaghetti being made – and so quick too! Initially I had been a bit wary after reading some rare but horrific incidents some have had on the super sharp Japanese blades (obviously myself being more at risk of this) but so far I am still alive! Yay! Continue reading →

RA foodie

Previously I’ve kept my foodie side and RA side a bit separate on here but really RA is a lifestyle that spans not just the illness and medication but politics, society, education, work and food. Food is a big thing in my family, we have always eaten ‘well’ and we can all cook but for 3 years now I have been eating mostly anti-inflammatory foods to give myself the best chance I can. Continue reading →

Happy Anniversary to me!

Happy Anniversary to me! It’s one year since I started this blog out of a very distressing situation at The Last Leg which slammed me and all my disabled comrades in the face with the raw truth of just how ableist our society and ‘reputable’ establishments such as ITV Studios still are. Continue reading →

If you don’t fight for ALL women, you fight for NO women

It’s International Women’s Day and social media is alight with empowering memes! However just like with the Women’s March there seemed to be a lack of diversity in the cause to include disabled women. Kinda ironic given disabled females are amongst the most vulnerable group in society, and even more so; disabled, poor, brown women. ✋🏽 Continue reading →

Oops I did it again

Crap. It happened again. In contrast to the ‘fake news’ I published earlier on Facebook showing photos of delicious food depicting a fab night out – the truth is quite a different story.

I booked a surprise birthday dinner for my boyfriend at Vanilla Black restaurant. Something a little bit fancier than our local (but equally fabulous) Turkish restaurant.  Continue reading →

Mexico on steroids


Our Christmas trip to Mexico was planned way back in the summer but by the time it came around I was dreading it. And not because Trump says it’s full of murderers and rapists. 🙄

Since I fell unconscious at my birthday dinner in September, I developed a blood infection which for anyone with RA means more than just a few days of antibiotics – more like 2 months of antibiotics. Continue reading →

Chronic Time Travelling

Today I made it out of the house for the first time in 5 days. I was supposed to attend my partner’s family reunion weekender but it was not possible as all of my autoimmune illnesses are at war with each other. Due to this I have also been off my chemo and biological injections for two months and as a result I am exhausted and struggling in physical and mental pain.

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I, Daniel Blake meets haters Camilla Long & Toby Young

This post has been republished for the UK General Election 2017 here

I, Daniel Blake hit closer to home than any other film in my lifetime. However, reviews by Camilla Long, Sunday Times film critic and Toby Young, Daily Mail, mock the disabled and vulnerable people caught in the catch-22 welfare system in this powerful and beautifully honest film. To me that rings alarm bells about the UK psyche. Continue reading →

TFL ‘Please Offer me a Seat’ Trial

Last month I was selected to take part in the Transport for London Please Offer Me a Seat trial which is the first of its kind on TFL to alert passengers to those needing a seat. Badges and cards were given to qualifying people with disabilities and/ or ‘hidden illnesses’ i.e. that were not ‘visible’.

Personally I hate the term ‘hidden illness’ as I’m not hiding anything. It’s suggests something other than ‘proper illness’. It is a term that has been coined to basically describe ‘biology’ to the ignorant. But we shall have to continue to use it until we have equity. Continue reading →