It’s World #MultipleSclerosis Day on Wednesday 30th May, coincidently, the next Boyfriend (No. 43) of my book/blog fromessextolondonin101boyfriends is set in 1987 when I was diagnosed with MS, that’s nearly 31 years ago. My diagnosis is referenced in my blog re boyfriend No. 43, so only befitting to publish it on Wednesday to celebrate, rather than today, when I would normally post the next boyfriend. Sorry to keep you waiting ….
To catch up with boyfriends No.1 to No. 42 thus far scroll down on fromessextolondonin101boyfriends.com
I am sensing a slight depression, Tesco delivery men don’t seem their usual selves. I study Tesco prices with interest, most of the basic items I regularly buy have in the last few weeks risen as high as sometimes 10%. Civil unrest is not far away.
I am going far away to Banbury Therapy Centre next Saturday to perform my new show “Sex, Politics and Men with grey/white beards”. I was there last in December 2012, performing with Ruby Wax who has done extremely well in promoting mental health. In the green room under the make up lights, I couldn’t take my eyes off her amazing smooth skin for a woman similar to my age. Face lifts/Botox etc are extraordinary. I met with another woman recently who said that HRT keeps her skin looking so young. I do think about it but am grateful to have my husband who finds me attractive and I favour to look after myself from the inside out, keeping the internal organs working whilst keeping MS at bay. Medication and surgery can come at a different price.
If you are ever unhappy about how you look, check out this amazing Canadian man who I am proud to know and have worked with:
#David Roche: Inspirational Humorist http://www.davidroche.com
Without taking care of my face with surgery it would be way too late to get on TV, but I don’t mind, because I have been on TV. When the BBC news came to Peckham Library mother and baby group in 2000, talking about the compensation that had been offered to Damilola’s parents, I was interviewed and got on the news with the soundbite. While breastfeeding I said “It’s not just about money, it’s about life”. I am content with my historical TV presence, it is an important message.
(There is also the subliminal with film and TV e.g. when the film “Let him have it” came out about Derek Bentley there were posters all over the underground. Lots of my ex boyfriends got back in contact with me around this time. It’s nice to be remembered. Oops, this reminds me, I should be using my time editing my book ..)
I was so happy that this Tesco delivery man wanted his photo taken with me. It’s been 7 long days without, this included two men who declined my invitation and an Amazon delivery man who kindly stood in, lessening my pain. These rejections are good practise for dealing with future rejections. Since the cuts rejections have quadrupled, especially in the arts.
Rejection hurts as much as when we experience physical pain, this is now proven through MRI studies. Interestingly, research also suggests that being rejected by a father leaves longer lasting emotional damage than if rejected by a mother. If we are to understand Freud’s concept of transference, this means that if the Tesco delivery men were women, my blog may be emotionally less fraught.
#Tesco delivery man reminded me how to do a selfie and I did it all by myself. I only wish I was more prepared for his arrival as I am make-up less (apart from the lipstick I quickly applied) and have more wrinkles around my eyes from 30 minutes of swimming goggle wearing. I was engrossed in rehearsing for my show ‘Sex, politics and men with grey/white beards’ which I am performing as a fund-raiser for the reduced fee scheme at the Guild of Psychotherapists this Saturday. The scheme is for people who need psychotherapy but can’t afford it privately and there is little psychotherapy on the NHS anymore and what there is has a waiting list of sometimes years.
I was with my psychotherapist in the 1990’s for 7 years on a reduced fee scheme. A lot of that time I was unable to work because of MS but she still carried on seeing me when I could afford little. With her I worked out the route and the psychosomatics of my MS, this has helped me manage life so I am able to appreciate the smaller things, like waiting for the #Tesco delivery man.
This #Tesco delivery man reminds me of the fabulous John Hegley who I have performed with many times, including in my Edinburgh Fringe swimming pool show where he happily fell out of the rubber dingey and got soaked.
With this delivery man I had a little chat about the #Tesco curly fries I bought. I’ve never had them before but when I am shopping for 4 kids for the weekend I get bored and have to try these new things out.
M – multiple, S – sclerosis, multiple excessive resistance to change
Clearly why I don’t use other supermarkets like Sainsbury or Ocado, but Tesco force me into change by almost always sending me a different delivery driver, and they are so often lovely and helpful, how could I possibly change? Is this resistance or acceptance of change? The mind/body phenomena.