Welcome to my blog. It varies how regular I write posts here. I sustained a 'Traumatic Acquired Brain Injury', and a six month coma from a 'road traffic accident' whilst cycling, in October 2006. I spent the following 4 years (22-26yrs old), in a combination of hospitals and rehabilitation homes. Now, I have been living independently in Surbiton, England since October 2010. This blog begun life in December 2010, as i realised that there are many people worldwide that i want to share experiences with. I know that, as a wheelchair user, I am obviously not as mobile as i wish, so, use the internet to connect to you. I enjoy letting my thoughts represent through type. I type honestly. As numerous readers, as well as email recipients, will understand, I find typing to be very therapeutic. Thank you :)
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Monday, 24 October 2011

I'm sorry, later than i predicted

Right, I'm typing at an unusual time of day, no coffee. But I do have less spare time to win to type posts. My notes from my phone lead me to admit my lack of loyalty to listen to my ipod in 'shuffled albums' mode. I have started to listen to the more popular 'shuffled songs' mode. The total randomness of the next song played, is just like listening to a good radio station.
I had a comical encounter on the bus, the other day, on the way to visiting my old rehab home. I was positioned in my wheelchair, next to an elderly woman who commented on an elderly man staggering off the bus. "It must be awful when you can't walk properly, like that man". Hmm yes, I reckon. I really don't know whether she had realised that I was wheelchair bound. Comical, she meant no harm.
Another comment that i received on a similar bus "you're not  a very good driver, are you?", referring to my wheelchair driving ability. She offended. Little does she know just how many times that it had been practiced. I felt like replying with a 'I'd like to see you....' but then realised that i would be taking offence to another level.

Drawing another similar response the other day, was a man dressed in a shell suit, but walking like Liam Gallager. Hmmm. After swaggering across the road, he approached me pointed at the wheelchair as I seemed to be moving along, with no effort at all, he pointed at my wheelchair

"I wouldn't mind one of them meself"

I ignored (the safest thing to do), but thought to myself all of the wonderful responses I could have said. 'You have to pay a price for one.'
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