Reckless Parenting?

Sometimes people judge, and label parents as reckless. As parents, we make decisions that are thought out – we choose not to wrap out kids in cotton wool. Each of our children’s personalities suggests they will live lives of adventure. As parents, we believe we have a limited period of time to teach them to…

Joy Comes in the Morning

I’m in two minds about posting this. I feel like it doesn’t really have a point. But, it’s all part of my journey so decided to include it. None of us can really plan for the future. We don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow, next week, next year. I know all too well that…

Meeting Kate

Within just days of my stroke, my Dad had gone in to overdrive – reading everything he could find on brainstem strokes and locked-in-syndrome. He was not willing to accept the prognosis given to me by the medical team. Dad soon came across a young woman in the UK who had suffered a brainstem stroke…

BREAKTHROUGH

PROGRESS On the 1st January 2012, I started to move my head from side to side. Just a few centimetres each way, but it was voluntarily moving muscles in my body! Doctors told me that it was highly likely I would never move a muscle again. So needless to say, this was a big deal.…

Unsung Heroes

ICU at Canberra Hospital is an impressive ward. The staff there work in pretty stressful surrounds. Many patients in ICU are critically ill. Many are in intense pain. Hearing someone cry out in pain must be stressful for the staff caring for that patient, the staff working tirelessly to ensure the patient’s comfort. In ICU…

My Maternal Heart Breaks …… AGAIN

From as long ago as I can remember, I wanted to be a Mum. I completed high school at a highly academic girls school. Many of my classmates dreamed of big careers and changing the world. When I was asked what I wanted to do, I would often answer ‘Get married and have kids’. I…

The World is a Blur

Just after Christmas, I was moved back out of my single room. Pete and Courtney were visiting at the time. Unable to move my head, and with eyes that would not focus, I was still very unaware of my surroundings. Although I had now been in ICU for several weeks, I was completely unaware of…

Nits!!!

The only thing worse than an itch, is an itch you can’t scratch! On the 29th December 2011, Ali arrived with an unusual smirk on her face – a combination of pity and mild (maybe moderate) amusement. She walked over, looked at me, and told me she had some bad news. My kids, and the…

And So It Continues ……

 Over the first few days, word of my condition spread far and wide. A special friend, Jen, set up a support page on Facebook in my honour. It not only served as a place for people to leave me well-wishes and words of support, but also a place where friends could find information on my…

Letting Go Of Dreams

One of the hardest things about a new disability is letting go of dreams. I know we all give up dreams as our lives take different paths to those we had planned. And I know that I just need to create new dreams that are achievable for the ‘new us’. I grew up in a…