In 43 years I can’t remember a Christmas that wasn’t exhausting. When I was 7, the excitement of seeing whether Santa had visited became unbearable around 5am. Like all kids, I was eager to discover what exactly he’d left for me under the tree. As a consequence, my parents and I had heavy eyelids andContinue reading “Chronic at Christmas – my best ideas for balancing the festivities with pain and fatigue”