Day 109

New Yaaarkk

Finally New York. I’ve been waiting for this with anticipation, nervousness, excitement, trepidation, you name it, I was feeling it. Well I am here now and all I am is PUMPED (said in loud enthusiastic American sports fan tone).

Even though I was still pretty much bed bound when I was given the tickets for the concert I was determined I would make it. I wasn’t quite sure how and back then my overriding feeling, other than joy at being given Fleetwood mac tickets, was fear. How hard is it going to be? What if I have an accident over there? What if they won’t let me fly? What if I’m still in hospital!? It was that fear of the unknown again, the one that has been my biggest rival, the one that I have to beat into submission every day. That fear isn’t just mine but it’s shared with my family and most of all Lois. She’s the one looking after me out here and even though she wouldn’t let on I could feel the stress building in the weeks running up to this day. My mum cried at departures, as mums do, but it caught me a bit by surprise. Maybe this is a big deal, getting on a plane to a different continent less than four months after a life threatening injury. On paper I suppose it is, but it’s not because of my injury, it’s a big deal because I get to go to NY with friends and watch bloody Fleetwood Mac live. That’s a big deal to me, SCI or not.

I refuse for what’s happened to get me down and I’m never going to stop having fun. I’m one of the lucky ones and I’m going to live life that way. โœŒ๏ธ

P.s. Thank you so much to everyone who made this happen, I still can’t quite believe I’m here….. Right, where’s that big green bird in the toga. ๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ

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