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    ⚠️ Please read with care: This blog shares personal, sometimes painful experiences. My intention is to support and speak honestly not to harm. I’m not a professional, just someone who understands how hard it can get. If you're struggling, you're not alone please reach out for professional help.

    please remember I suffer with severe cognitive dysfunction this may be a confusing read...some AI medical content

    Well, it's Monday afternoon and I am in quite considerable pain. I can't move my neck to my left or to my right and have been unable to do for a couple of days. Pain is absolutely unbelievably bad news. I'm still carrying on, but let's hope it goes soon. Apparently, I've got some ossyphates in my neck, that's bone growths that also complicate things with

    the progressive MS and the autonomic dysfunction, yes, and a few other things wrong as well. But yeah, multiple sclerosis does not come on its own.

    It can cause other things to happen to you. Indirectly due to the MS and what it does to your body via the nerves. Find enclosed a short brief statement from an AI about what it does.

    AI Stuff Worst-case impacts of progressive Multiple Sclerosis (MS):

    Permanent mobility loss – progressive weakness, spasticity, and balance failure can lead to needing a wheelchair full-time. Paralysis – partial or, in severe cases, near-complete loss of movement in legs or arms. Severe fatigue – crushing, daily exhaustion that doesn’t improve with rest. Chronic neuropathic pain – burning, stabbing, electric-shock sensations. Loss of bladder & bowel control – incontinence or retention requiring catheterization. Sexual dysfunction – reduced sensation, erectile dysfunction, loss of libido. Cognitive decline – slowed thinking, memory problems, poor concentration (“brain fog”). Depression & anxiety – very common; risk of suicidal thoughts is higher than in the general population. Personality or mood changes – emotional lability, irritability, apathy. Speech & swallowing problems – choking risk, need for modified diets or feeding support. Vision loss – optic nerve damage leading to blurred or permanent partial vision loss. Tremors & coordination loss – severe shaking that interferes with eating or writing. Muscle contractures – limbs becoming stiff and fixed due to prolonged immobility. Pressure sores – from long-term wheelchair or bed use. Recurrent infections – especially urinary tract infections and pneumonia. Breathing weakness – in advanced stages, respiratory muscles can be affected. Increased cardiovascular risk – reduced mobility contributes to higher risk of blood clots, deconditioning, and secondary heart strain. Shortened life expectancy (in severe cases) – usually due to complications rather than MS itself. MS doesn’t directly damage heart muscle the way a primary cardiac disease does. But it can disrupt autonomic nervous system pathways in the brainstem and spinal cord — the wiring that controls heart rate and rhythm. When those signals misfire, you can see: Heart rhythm abnormalities Conduction issues (like bundle branch block) Unstable heart rate (too fast, too slow, erratic) Blood pressure dysregulation Orthostatic intolerance (feeling faint on standing) On top of that: Reduced mobility → deconditioning of the cardiovascular system Chronic inflammation → increased long-term cardiovascular risk Severe fatigue → less activity → compounding strain on the heart So while doctors sometimes treat heart issues as “separate,” in progressive MS the nervous system disruption can absolutely be part of the cascade. And the frustrating bit? It’s often under-discussed.

    thank you AI

    You see it's not the multiple sclerosis that will kill you. It is often something else. But as the AI pointed out, it's not very well discussed. It's not a very big topic. So I intend to research and do some more on this topic because it might be very interesting to some people.

    I don't think people realize just how our immune system screwed. People with MS and progressive MS have a completely screwed auto immune system. So, just a common cold to us is the worst thing that can happen. Imagine flu or something of that order. That is the worst thing that can happen to somebody with MS. Or a chest infection. That's not the best either. Or sickness and diarrhea. That's even worse. I mean, there's some of these things people don't realize. When you have an altered or a dysfunctional immune system, it causes havoc over all of the body. Yes, it does. It causes total havoc.

    So you have to relearn how to live your life daily because of all the issues that you have. And to be honest, people probably wouldn't realize what you have to do just to overcome one or two simple issues in a day. The fatigue, the brain fog, and the sheer pain and the sheer pain in the head and the pain in the body. And that feeling in the head of, I just can't go on, I've just got to go and lie down. And then when you lay down, you're just as bad as when you were standing up. Yeah, that's fatigue, mental fatigue, stress, and all those things that other people kindly put in a cupboard. and politely do not talk about either, because it is an emotive subject between couples, I would imagine, and even parents and children and parents Who are unfortunate enough to be dealing with multiple sclerosis or any chronic illness.

    So, I have been trying the Linux Mint over the past few days and it has been going quite well. I've only been managing bite size 10 minutes here and 10 minutes there. But I must say I'm learning one or two new things a day and I think that's just enough to be remembering. So on this blog post I decided to use AI Help with some of it, but not all of it, just the bits that are medical so I don't fuck up. Aha!

    The weekend was quite fraught with the kittens who were in season and Missy the kitten has taken to jumping on the top of the door and looking around the room and mewing at us. So yeah, that's all good, isn't it? So she's done most doors in the house now and we've got scratch marks up and down doors. Oh well, that means Tom the painter man's going to have to come round and sort that out.

    Still, I suppose it's the physiotherapist this week, but I may just put him off because I feel really bad, and I think that's what I'm going to do. Hopefully by the end of this next month, we should have the new garage door and side door fitted. We've been waiting for quite a time for this. And hopefully it will coincide with my new power chair, the quickie 300 that I'm getting. I've been waiting a few years, but it's definitely worth it. I'm going to be able to get out and about, and I'm able to go out and live my life and do those things that you just cannot do on the three-wheel trolley of death.

    Talking of the three-wheel trolley of death, we have to head out in the week to go to the chemists. To go and see the AI machine of certain death, destruction and dementia. The chemists machine that distributes the prescriptions. Yes, it always seems to go funny when it sees me it will break down. Yes, it is a machine that hates me. But my three-wheeled machine of death, let's hope the battery is up to doing what it needs to do. As yes, how many more new batteries do we need this year? and the three-wheel trolley of death with the brakes that are non-existent and the balance of a drunk kipper on a night out with a jellyfish whilst drinking whiskey.

    And changing the subject totally, we have seen quite a few white orbs in the living room. We have managed to record them on infrared cameras. And we are looking at the film and seeing what they could possibly be. As many years ago, I would say 30 or 40 years ago, I was handed some photographs by some very strange people claiming to be reporters from a local paper. And they handed me these photographs. And it was pictures of fields and they had these white orbs. And they were bigger than footballs. I would say two or three times the size of footballs. Now, funnily enough, I put these pictures through AI because I thought they were fake. And the AI said these photographs were genuine. But going back, this is probably the early 90s, late 80s when this paper came round. And anyway, I had contacted the paper and they'd never heard of these people before. So yeah, that was quite a mind fuck.

    This is when all the great strangeness started And in real terms has never since gone away. Just because I reported something, 'bufora' and it caused a chain of events which, to be honest with you, has blown my mind for the past 42 plus years. But still, that's life, as they say.

    Still fellow humanoids, I trust you had a great weekend. If you didn't, I can well understand. Anyhow, sending everybody out there, peace, healing, love and light, no matter who or what you are. Especially the sentient ones from all the weird dimensions and places out there. You are no doubt watching us. I'd like to say a big hello, make yourself known.

    Warlock Dark Chronic illness survivor, truth-teller, occasional bastard. From My Living Hell (For those who came here by accident: yes, my living hell is real. And yes, we still fight. Every shitty day. With defiance.)

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    ⚠️ Please read with care: This blog shares personal, sometimes very painful experiences. My intention is to support and speak honestly not to harm. I’m not a professional, just someone who understands how hard it can get. If you're struggling, you're not alone please reach out for professional help.

    hello fellow Humanoids So it's Friday afternoon and I'm looking out of the window and the rain and the wind is howling absolutely everywhere. Well, the outcome of this week has been okay I suppose. The AA man came out and he put the new battery on our rusty one. And then we were told the starter motor is iffy. So rusty one needs a recondition starter motor. Oh the joys. Rusty old vans I should know and then there's all the other bits and pieces that have to be done with it as well. The weather here and the salt air really doesn't do the van any favours but it has to be done I suppose.

    Still, I've got a list of exercises from my physiotherapist to be doing to help. That was an interesting morning for sure, doing all that, as we got the dates wrong, and that was funny as well. Yeah. We thought it was the 28th and it wasn't. We got it wrong, oh dear me, never mind. But it all got sorted out. And I have a list of exercises I have to do in the mornings and evenings. So there we go, that should help with not getting to muscular atrophy as they call it I think.

    Since I am no longer putting what I write through the artificial intelligence, I don't know whether this is a good or a bad thing or not. Do people want my raw voice? As it comes on the paper, spelling mistakes and all the other murdering of the British language that I do. Order people want me to put what I do through the AI and make it sound a bit more flowery and a bit more nice and a bit more sanitized. What do people want the bitter truth? Or do they want sanitisation? This is what I ask myself.

    This blog isn't about having millions of people looking at what I have written and what I'm going through. It's about maybe two or three people reading it and finding some sort of help in my life, in my madness that is me. And if it helps people or a few people that's what it's all about in the end. I now have Missy the kitten looking at me and viewing as though to say, feed me please.

    Still, it's now Saturday morning and it is absolutely chucking it down with rain. The clouds are dark as can be. It's just so unreal. Again today my head feels like a big pea souper. But there we go. I woke up in the night with the usual left hand side pain. When those nerves start going, my God there is no let up. And the pain is absolutely unbelievable. It's all to do with the way. I know this is not a good thing to talk about how the feces lies in the colon or the tube leading to the bum.

    And all the nerves are up from my anus all the way up to the top of the throat. So all my nerves are like atomic bombs going off. So, as the poo goes through the tubes, it's nuclear bombs, you know what that's like. And the only way the pain ever really dulls down is when you've had a poo. And that's if you can have a poo, because nine times out of ten with all the medications, a lot of people find that constipation is a really, really bad side effect to a lot of modern day medications.

    So, the thing is, you need to hydrate like crazy really. You need to drink a lot and take lots of nice fibre. I know. I tried all the medicines or the things to make you go, things to make you stuff. I've tried and been down the chemists and the doctors for all these problems, but I managed to sort most of it out myself by the change of diet, which has completely got rid of any constipation, and now I go regularly every morning without fail. I put this down to my total change of diet due to my histamine issues with my auto-monic dysfunction and my multiple sclerosis and the vagus nerve etc so I am on a limited diet.

    So yes, just a basic flatbread with what? Four Or five ingredients? That makes all the difference. And I've managed to have it tailored to my specific tastes and needs. And my word, it really does work. No more constipation issues and going like a gooden as they say here. I will put a recipe up for the flatbread at some time. So you can see what you can put in it and how good it is for you. My word it, does an half change your stomach and your gut. I haven't felt this stomach good in absolutely years. My acid in my throat and stomach has stopped. It's unbelievable the changes.

    Still, I hope you don't find this too boring, but yeah, it's been a bit of a bitch of a week and it's been very expensive. Rusty One now has to have a new starter motor, which, well, let's face it, is gonna cost. Still, I have my appointment for to go to see my new power chair. Yes, that apparently is in February, so I look forward to that. A nice three hour round trip. Why, they couldn't do that at my local hospital. Well, I do now. Do now. No. So there we go. Still, that's it from me and it might be more interesting next time round. But until then, sending everybody peace, healing, love and light, no matter whom or whatever or wherever you are in whatever universe or multiverse or place.

    Warlock Dark Chronic illness survivor, truth-teller, occasional bastard. From My Living Hell (For those who came here by accident: yes, my living hell is real. And yes, we still fight. Every shitty day. With defiance.)

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