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…
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…
Warning: This is an Ebenezer Scrooge ‘bah humbug’ style post. If you are feeling happy and excited about the New Year, I suggest you read no further. I am not looking for words of encouragement, sympathy or even understanding. These are simply feelings that I needed to own in order to deal with them and…
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…
My Mum was an only child, born to very conservative parents. As a kid, life was pretty dull. As Mum had 3 children of her own, Christmas soon became her favourite day of the year. She loves everything about it – the decorations, the food (especially pork crackling), being surrounded by family and friends, sharing…
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…
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…
I have been procrastinating over posting this. This post has no clear theme or structure. It is just bits and pieces that went on day to day and feels a little messy. I guess it reflects my reality in those early days. On my 5th day in ICU, Steve brought the kids up to see…
The first few days in ICU were pretty surreal. I had a lot of adapting to do and a lot of small procedures to get through. A nasogastric tube was inserted so that I could be fed. I had a catheter in to catch urine. I had a pic line put in, which is an…
Eventually the morning came with the bustle of a shift change. What a relief to feel like I was not alone.I knew that I couldn’t move a thing. Steve woke up and straight away, I was looking to him for answers. I’m sure he could see the fear in my eyes. He was stroking my…
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