No shame…


incontinence, patient

I know, I know you must all be sitting at home thinking what on earth happened to thatwoman after she got all embarrassed at a urogynae appointment and spilled it all online. Why did she stop blogging? Is she dead? Or is she still scrabbling for her Oyster card and messing up her life?

30th October 2012

Shame


incontinence, patient, shame

I loved the film Shame. I found it moving, and simple, and complicated, and dirty, and clean all at the same time. I was drawn in but horrified, not by the central character’s sex addiction but the easy decline of me into voyeur, and the extent of that voyeurism. I was as pulled into the […]

20th August 2012

Guest post: birth story


birth, babies, bodies, breastfeeding

Here is the link to the birth story post I wrote for blogger The Mule. I discussed the emotions stirred up by recounting birth yesterday Her blog is on my blog roll and can be found here. She has always been supportive and kind to me, whilst producing a provocative, poetic, thought provoking body of […]

14th May 2012

Deep Breaths – Part Two – Four Days


family & parenting

  I like institutions. As a rule they play to my sense of natural justice and speedy sense of injustice when systems go wrong. They have a comforting intractability and strangeness, even when you are a clear outsider fumbling to understand the rules. The weirdness of our hospital stay was enhanced by being in an […]

7th December 2011

Deep Breaths – Part One – Day Four


family & parenting

After our ride in an ambulance and decorating disaster we were seen, soothed and sent home under doctor’s orders to return to hospital if he got any worse, or if we were worried. I feel for paediatricians, all doctors actually, because I think they have to tread a fine line between dismissing concerns and scaring […]

6th December 2011

Hi Ho…


incontinence

…To the snatch doctor we go. Today, we are back to nether region #nostigma folks. Flange assessment and physiotherapy awaits and Newborn and I are dressed to the nines in honour of the sunny day; he’s in a still-glorious red, Nordic hand-me-down ‘gro and I’m in a black and coral dress over linen trousers with […]

6th April 2011