Pick Me Up! 24-Oct-2019

Walking my dog along the grassy Downs with my daughter Stacey, then eight, I suddenly fell flat on the ground. ‘You OK?’ Stacey laughed. I was fine, but it wasn’t the first time it had happened. In fact, I’d been falling over a lot recently! So, I went to the doctor to get it checked out. I was soon referred to a neurologist for tests and that’s when I discovered I wasn’t just clumsy after all. ‘You have Primary Progressive Multiple Sclerosis,’ the doctor informed me. At the time, I was juggling four jobs, including hairdressing and foster caring, as well as raising Stacey and being there for my two eldest boys, Lee, 36 and Shane, 32. ‘We should get you a T-shirt that says, ‘I’m not clumsy, I have…

BUY OF THE WEEK Calling all McDonald’s fans to their nearest restaurant, there’s an interesting new arrivals to try… Along with the garlic mayo French Stack, cheese and herb melts, and salted caramel McFlurry, McDonald’s have dropped an extraordinary take on a burger. Introducing Indian Chicken in a garlic naan! Costing £4.69, this burger includes crispy chicken, carrot and red onion relish, garlic mayo, cheese, cucumber and lettuce all cased inside a garlic naan bread. It’s only available until 22 October, so get scavenging! WE LOVE THIS! Can you conquer The Gherkin? On 27 October, take your fundraising efforts to new heights and join #TeamNSPCC to conquer all 38 floors of London’s iconic skyscraper. Every step you climb and every pound you raise will help the National Society for the…

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This is my beautiful great grandson showing his first smile. I feel so happy to have him in my life and would like to give a big thank you to my clever granddaughter Chloe! Pauline Revell, Crewe Here are my two beauties Georgi and Billi sharing a massive bubble bath. What a pretty picture they make! Sue Hutchinson, Cheltenham Peace love and all that jazz! My little girl Italia enjoying an Essex wildlife event at Bedford Park. Angela Garvin, Romford I didn’t realise that my dress would match all the beautiful flowers when I visited our local garden centre! Colleen Brunton, Enfield Here’s a pic of me enjoying my favourite mag on holiday at Eyemouth Scotland. Life doesn’t get any better really! Jaki Noble, Dunston If your letter makes Star…

When I first met Robbie McBeath in 2005, I felt so lucky. Introduced by friends, we’d hit it off right away, and soon became a couple. Robbie, then 30, treated me like gold, and doted on my son Charlie*, then a year old, caring for him as his own. We were so happy, and I felt like I’d met the love of my life. But as the months went on, the cracks started to show. I soon noticed that Robbie was drinking all the time, and when he did, he’d become moody and aggressive. ‘Who are you going to see?’ he growled as I put my coat on one morning. ‘No one,’ I said. ‘I’m just popping out to get some milk.’ Robbie hated it when I went anywhere without…

Opening my eyes, I felt numb on the right side of my body. ‘Something’s wrong,’ I said to my husband, Nick, 57. ‘Did you sleep funny?’ he asked, but I knew it wasn’t that. ‘Let’s see the GP,’ he said. I was soon referred to the hospital and for the next three weeks, I underwent tests and scans, but no one could figure out what was wrong. Meanwhile, the pain spread down my entire right side. ‘We’re going to transfer you to a specialist hospital in London,’ the doctor told me. A few months later, when I arrived at the King’s College Hospital, I was taken down for lumbar punctures. Doctors put me on pain relief, but I was still in utter agony. ‘We just don’t know what is wrong,’…