OK, this is a long article. It combines a few train-rides of hand-written notes all combined together. Take today: Upon arriving home I had to chase, with hobbled knee, to catch my 4yo boy running down the street. Wow. My hydrotherapy was wasted. Sarah needed to go out (to help her 96yo grandmother). So I... Continue Reading →
[…] with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet I…
[…] Living with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet…