This week I wrote a piece The Wireless about the science – and experience – of fecal transplants.
I’ve been thinking about the Labels post I made last month, and about the many ways in which we define ourselves.
My application for the Supported Living Payment has been approved.
Every now and then (all the time) I get asked about what medication and supplements I take/exercises I do/if I drink water hanging upside down off the kitchen table etc – Continue Reading →
I’m having some ~feelings~ about labels. Ever since I discovered, to my surprise and no one else’s, that I was Not Straight, I’ve been looking for the right way to Continue Reading →