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  • Defying Gravity

    Anti Gravity

    I’ve been humming the same musical theatre song for the past week. “I’m through accepting limits, ’cause someone says they’re so.” The lyrics go around and around in my head. If you painted me green and called me Elphaba, I’d be ready for my West End debut in ‘Wicked’. It’s all because I’ve been defying […]

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  • The Fall

    Falling

    It happened in slow motion. Once I felt myself stumble, I moved my arms to try and rebalance but the elbow crutches restricted my movement. I aimed for the bed, but I was too far away and knew I wouldn’t make it. So I did the only thing that made sense. I called for help […]

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  • Girls, Girls, Girls!

    Girls Day out

    Girls day was long overdue and came at just the right time. Things on the ward were becoming more and more dramatic and difficult. Personalities were clashing and I’d found myself retreating to avoid conflict and a whole lot of crazy among my fellow patients. I didn’t have the capacity for either sympathy or support. […]

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  • The Reluctant Contortionist

    contortionist

    “You need to put that in the blog” says Superman. “No,” I tell him. “It never happened.” “But it’s hilarious.” I untangle my limbs and flail about as much as I can flail about (paraplegia is a bit restrictive like that). I’m trying to remove the plastic cup from under my arse. It takes a […]

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  • The Rose Garden

    Rose Garden

    Gin and Tonic never tasted so good. We were sitting in the beer garden of a lovely English country pub, The Battle Axes in Hertfordshire. The sun was beaming down on us when Melissa pointed out the gin and tonic section on the menu. She didn’t need to point twice. She’d busted me out of […]

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  • I Want To Break Free

    Break Free

    It came on in the van just as we reversed out of the parking space. Queen gold. Those first few seconds of rhythm last just long enough for me to smile, gear myself up for the pause before I join Freddy in his opening line. ‘I want to break free-he…’ It’s a bittersweet moment. I […]