It takes a special sort of woman to stand beside her man when he has publicly shamed and humiliated her.

We spend a lot of time criticising hospitals and health authorities when they refuse to provide expensive new drugs to patients in desperate need.

I’m not normally one to jump on the benefits bandwagon, deciding who may or may not be ill enough to justifiably accept disability payments.

I’ve got a good one for you this week – insurance. It’s one word guaranteed to make even the most honest and morally upright among us quake in our sensible, flat-heeled shoes writes Emma Suddaby.

One of the things I love about going on holiday, and the reason I always try to visit somewhere new if possible, is getting the chance to see how other people live, writes Shropshire Star blogger Emma Suddaby.

Will wonders never cease? I’m happy to report that my recent absence from your teatime routine had nothing to do with my usual medical quagmire and everything to do with sunning myself under African skies – two weeks in The Gorgeous Gambia and I’m refreshed, full of zest and raring to get ranting!

So here we are, slap bang in the middle of yule, still tucked snugly into the one bit of the year where time doesn’t matter and indulgence is the name of the game writes Emma Suddaby.

Some call it determination, writes blogger Emma Suddaby, some just plain pig-headedness. Some call it a stubborn streak . . . but whatever term you prefer to use, I’ve got it in spades – that’s what living with a degenerative illness does for you, as I’m sure many others can agree.

Well I’ve found a sure-fire way of making money hand over fist in these uncertain times writes Emma Suddaby.

Shropshire Council has finally got around to looking at blue badge parking, writes blogger Emma Suddaby. I just hope officials are as interested in making changes that improve the mobility of disabled users as they are in making changes that cram more cash into council coffers . . .

This month the Queen handed over keys to the three millionth Motability car in a ceremony at the House of Commons, just as new rules are drawn up in a bid to crack down on fraudulent use of the scheme, writes blogger Emma Suddaby.

Blog: How on earth did anyone ever manage before carrier bags? asks Emma Suddaby.

Blog: Well it was cheering to see everybody at the Hardest Hit debate at Shirehall last week . . . if worrying that so many had cause to attend.

Blog: Watching GMTV this morning with bleary 7am-eyes, I was half listening as Lorraine chewed over the latest survey with her showbiz guests. Apparently Yahoo have been studying our texting, tweeting and e-mailing habits, and the results are depressing if not altogether surprising.

Blog: What a week we’ve had! Wall to wall sunshine rarely seen in our damp and drizzly land, beautiful! I’m not one of life’s sunbathers but at least I can choose to go and fry myself golden brown if I want to.

Blog: Despite the drizzle and general weather despair, I went and flew the flag at the Llanfair Caereinion District Show recently and it reminded me just what’s so brilliant about our local shows – well it wouldn’t be a show without wellies and umbrellas, would it? writes Emma Suddaby

Blog: Things are finally changing for disabled people thanks to updated Government policy, technological advances, and most importantly, changing attitudes – we’re more used to seeing folk with weird and wonderful disabilities out there getting on with life, rather than being housebound by inequality, writes Emma Suddaby.

There are times when I wonder quite what possessed me to move so deep into the Welsh hills, writes blogger Emma Suddaby . . . and then I turn on the news and remember.

Blog: Long ago in this fair land of ours, suspected criminals were chased down and set upon by lynch mobs, jostled through the streets to mocking cries.

Blog: Last time I wrote about the great pylon debate I said I needed time to decide which side of the fence to be on and, as promised, I’ve spent many hours since researching the seemingly murky roots of the so-called ‘low-carbon revolution’.

Blog: So terrible to hear of the armed robbery of the West Midlands Air Ambulance depot recently.

Blog: You know, in a strange way we have almost fulfilled our own futuristic, sci-fi predictions on the progression of the human race, writes Emma Suddaby.

Blog: It certainly seems Royal-fever has swept the nation, the world even, and the media spotlight is firmly fixed on our next generation of young Royals – glued, in fact, to their every move.

Blog: Oh, the relief of hearing that Bruce Forsyth has finally been awarded a knighthood.

Blog: Well readers, I’m pleased to be able to announce to those who have stuck with me through the thick and thin of my many medical disasters over the last two years, I’m finally home from hospital and this time . . . I think we’ve cracked it.

Blog: You know, we drift through life, congratulating ourselves for getting it right while so many others are getting it wrong, and then something happens that makes you realise you’re just as guilty as those you spend so much time condemning for their selfishness.

Blog: So it looks like I finally found my way out of hospital, writes Emma Suddaby.

Blog: So the world turns and the seasons change, empires rise and fall. And through it all, here I am, still in hospital . . .

Blog: When I moved to Powys, Welshpool became my nearest town and I was more than happy with that, writes Emma Suddaby.

Blog: We really have seen the best and the worst of the world this last week.