Three weeks ago, I met the first doctor in 25 years to believe me. She is a gynaecologist and I went to consult her about my intense peri-menopause rather than my autoimmune condition. As symptoms overlap however, I had to … Continue reading
There was no denying it. Sampson was in love. Can your husband have an affair with a dog? Granted, Monte was a darling. Young, energetic, doe-eyed, silky-haired and constantly adoring – what’s not to love? So we went back to the lovely … Continue reading
Somehow, between Montenegro and Greece, it seemed all ideas of giving Monte away to some kind people had evaporated. We crossed into the Hellenic peninsula on Sampson’s 51st birthday and I think he felt the universe had given him a … Continue reading
You are going to have to bear with me for the next few blogs. I usually write my most vivid impressions down as we’re going along, and polish them up for consumption later, but from November to February I was … Continue reading
Happy New Year from the Sampson family. If you would like to understand why I keep falling behind with this blog, what ‘relapse’ means to me and how I become too weak to write, please join us in the Big … Continue reading
(Forgive me – just one more detour before we resolve the cliffhanger…) A week after we arrived back in Spain, I woke up at 1am in the morning and couldn’t work out what was happening. My head seemed to be … Continue reading
I can’t tell you how happy I am. For the last 6 months, I have had an ache in my heart every time I thought of the Big Green Truck sat lonely in the corner of Sean’s apartment block compound … Continue reading
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