A little bit about me.

I have 4 grown up children, Katie, Richard, Jonathan and Bobby and 2 grandchildren Matthew and Anne-marie and another due in March 2012. I was a fit and healthy young woman.  I remember walking Katie and Richard to school, I think it was about September 1991, and feeling exhausted when I got back and the muscles in my legs hurt. I had had a cold so just put it down to getting over that really. But it didn't go away, somedays I could hardly make it up the hill, then other days it wouldn't be so  bad.
We had the chance to move to Wales, Bob could set up his own car body shop and we had been told we would get better treatment for Bobby who has Cerebal Palsy. We came over to Wales to have a look around, saw the house, which was huge, and the car body shop next too the house,  the school the children would go too. It was all lovely, it's  a Welsh school so the kids would learn Welsh. Life in Birmingham hadn't been too good for us, Bob had been made redundant and hadn't had any luck in finding another job and now the clinic where we had taken Bobby too every day had told us their was nothing more they could do, they had taught him how to get up and walk and that was it. So we thought a new begining would be good for us all.
So we moved 9th November 1991, to Talerddig in Mid Wales.
We all loved it, the house we rented was huge, 2 staircases, 4 bedrooms and a huge attic and a lovely garden with a stream and close to the railway. The train drivers got used to the kids running the length of the garden chasing the trains, they hooted their horns and the kids waved even some of the passengers waved back!.
The car body shop was going great, the kids learning Welsh, getting used to cooking on a solid fuel aga, when I first saw it i just looked at it and thought " what the hell do I do with that".
But something was wrong with me.
Everything hurt, my arms my legs, my joints I couldn't even think straight, had no energy. One day while hanging the washing out I collapsed in the garden. Bob was in the body shop, can't remeber how long I was lying their, eventually he came out and saw me and managed to get me in the house.
That was the begining of 6 months of hell.