If you think Christmas is just too stressful, relax — at least you’re not Santa! He’s had to work…
Articles by John Connor
Usually, I have an idea of what I’m going to write. Today, all I feel is a bit meeeeugh ……
There’s a joy in going on a long journey in which I get the luxury of sleeping through the…
So, “it” started on Monday. I have no idea what I’m dealing with. Is it a urinary tract infection,…
Getting started on any career is fraught with difficulty, and the trail that got me to my base camp…
As I’m writing this, my right arm is tight and my right hand is cramped up. I was out…
“You’ve had a haircut — very smart!” was the greeting at work. Yes, but it was in no way…
Each morning, I’m confronted by an adaptation of the conundrum faced by Forest Gump’s mother: “Life [is] like…
Going to bed late and sleeping is reportedly a marker of intelligence. In that case, I am definitely…
Sorry, this story is definitely parochial and about being disabled, rather than narrowly focused on having MS. It also…
At the start of all of this, when I was laid low in the hospital by what turned out…
Last Wednesday morning didn’t go according to plan. I’m lackluster every Wednesday morn because Tuesday nights are my regular…
Second in a series. Read part one. Last week, I wrote about solving my back problems by purchasing…
First in a series. So this is what an earthquake feels like? Well, it wasn’t that dramatic, but it was…
Now, I’m all for complimentary comments on my columns, and in the combative world the internet has engendered, the…
Well, it’s not a cure, but working hard sure takes my mind off MS. In fact, I’m so rushed…
I knew I had MS nine years ago when I went back to see my neurologist. I’d had…
Everything takes so much damn time! I’m strangely working — or at least doing things I purport as work,…
Well, this is going to be a niche market: A picture of a toilet should grab the attention of…
Most weeks with MS are downbeat. That’s hardly a way to capture a reader’s attention — all of us…
The queue to get into Canterbury Cathedral in bright sunshine seems endless. The quandary of being Dracula strikes…
Phew, what a scorcher. The summer of 1976 was the last time it was this hot in the United…
The U.K.’s National Health Service (NHS) turned 70 last week. In England, yes, we are mourning our semi-final…
Hi, everyone. I’m absolutely exhausted. And it’s all the fault of the World Cup. Not from any sort…
I started out in my professional life as a journalist. This only lasted about eight years and feels like…
For those reading this in the U.S., part of what I’m going to write will likely be incomprehensible,…
A family wedding in the gardens of a grand country house some 30 minutes from Oxford sounds idyllic. And…
I’ve just dived into the misty world of the allergy medication clemastine. My, there’s a lot already…
I never kept a diary. I did sometimes muse about it but reckoned I’d never become famous enough for one…
Arguments over nothing and everything are, in my experience, induced by extreme stress. When my wife and I were…