From 2021-2025, I’ve been a student of distance learning at Hull University. As my health faltered (mobility, chronic illness, fibromyalgia and ME) and brought me into an early medical retirement at the grand age of 46, I knew that my sanity would only be saved if at least my brain could be busy. My teenagers were 15 and 17 and were becoming independent young men- we had our routines as living in a shared student house, shared chores, shared cooking, and evening catch-ups to throw in any extras as required. My boys grew up with their ill single mum always needing help and both developed caring roles as second nature, thinking nothing of putting on a washload or cooking a meal – they love it now; both at uni and unfazed by student life and the practical demands of staying clean, fed and watered.
With the early outlines of a novel filling a dusty notebook, I embarked upon a two year Masters degree in Creative Writing and spent the first year building characters, landscapes, writing short stories, and each week my routine included writing exercises for homework then lectures every week – online zoom style – with about thirty other writers and developing novelists.
For my birthday, my mum bought me the most beautiful Edwardian writing bureau for my spare room where I would take time each day to write and the routine in time afforded me structure and self-belief. I was reading and analysing texts, studying the writing styles of authors I admired and was learning of anew.
My second year stretched three years after my left hip started giving me real jip and while I waited on a two year list (the average at that time) I was given stronger painkillers which made me sick and dizzy and confined me to the house and then in time to my bed. Therefore I had to take ten months out of my MA which soon became two years. In this time, I tried to stumble through the next module extending all my hand-in dates until we decided mutually to take a breath, then start again after the necessary hip replacement came in November 2023. Hull University were a huge support at that time and reassurance came aplenty. I was scared that if I stopped my degree, I’d never return to it, but we made a plan to speak again the following year when I started to improve.
The hip replacement brought with it cold turkey as my morphine meds were reduced, but after six days I could go home as my blood pressure started to behave itself. Learning to walk, shower, sit, stand, balance was my primary aim and filled the next six months. I started back up in May 2024. I felt I’d forgotten everything I’d learned, but I came back in slowly and seemed to pick up after about six weeks. Building my novel again through assignments and research, I was able to work from bed. My recovery was much slower due to previous surgeries and skeletal damage over the years but with my MA to distract me, I was saved once more by the support of my family, my physios and a side car of creativity.
Working with exceptional tutors online, I learned quickly that professionals were always there to ease the load and talk me round when my courage failed me; teachers, support staff and HR all contributed in some way.
My health is still unpredictable, but that’s why an online MA suited me; attending lectures and tutorials in real time or catch ups if my health got in the way.
This week I graduated, choosing to watch online as my health wasn’t up to the travelling on the day, my family enjoyed a celebratory indoor picnic due to an unexpected downpour and we toasted with glasses of (non-alcoholic for me) fizzy dressed up with strawberries Such a treat!
I have an MA in Creative Writing, a draft of a novel and a new left hip to show for my last four years. I’ve met some great people and know I’ll be writing and studying my whole life long as this fulfills a deep passion for learning and growing.