Still getting used to it
I suppose over time, like anything else, you start to get used to things. I’m not saying that I now find it normal that I walk everywhere like a concussed giraffe in heels or that Lois can beat me up, but it certainly isn’t surprising anymore. Saying that, every now and again I’m still reminded of just how bonkers this whole situation is.
On Monday night VU Ltd and the Mint rooms in Bath kindly hosted a fundraising curry night in support of my rehab. The evening took the form of a meal followed by a q&a and some entertainment. Ive been to my fair share of fundraisers in the past, that’s nothing new, but how the hell have I become the benefactor of one!? Its crazy but it’s also lucky. I probably use the word lucky too much and should consult a thesaurus now and again but it’s the best way to describe how I feel most of the time. Im not saying that it’s all down to random chance, what I really mean is that I’m fortunate (lucky) that I have the means to at least have a chance of a decent recovery and Monday night was just an example of that. At the same time Im fully aware that many others aren’t afforded the same opportunities that I am. This has become increasingly clear to me having got to know so many others with SCIs over the last few months and is something I am determined to shed more light on and try and change moving forward. *watch this space*
Serious injury or illness is just as much a mental battle as a physical one and the moral support that I get from you guys following my journey online or turning up to events like Monday is just as, if not more important than the financial support I get to continue my rehab. So although I think you’re all crazy showing me so much support for effectively having a year off work, thank you, it makes all the difference. 😉
P.s. Tuscan wedding plans underway… As Fleetwood Mac aren’t available I need recommendations for bands or musicians please, otherwise I’m going to have to play the saxophone and no one needs that. 🕺🎸🎷