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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Wednesday, 1 April 2020

It bites back!



WARNING:
It bites back!





I cannot do take-away coffee ‘on the go’
It is a good thing that I drink strong coffee. Espresso is the coffee which i regularly consume. We all are facing current restrictions in terms of where we can go. I cannot stay in coffee shops…
BIG PROBLEM!
Some shops are selling coffee, but ’take-away’ only…
&
Wags and Tales (Surbiton) https://twitter.com/wagsntales
I cannot carry a coffee cup whilst steering my wheelchair! So it is fortunate that an espresso can be drunk in only 3 sips!



I thank the late Algerian, author Albert Camus (1913-1960) for explaining existentialist philosophy through his books. It is with this philosophy, one can begin to face the problems that Coronavirus is inflicting on the entire globe. 


Although, initially reading ’The Outsider’ as a young teenager, it wasn’t until only a few years ago, I followed with ’The Plague’. Both, are my favourite books ever!
One can read ‘The Plague’, assuming such descriptive language was used to describe the plague of Fascism destroying the world around the time when written (1947). However, the philosophy of the book, the story, and even the title, is unfortunately so relevant to today’s world.


Albert Camus
The Plague

Isolation
I am going crazy. Seriously. I don’t know if I can cope with anyone else moaning, complaining or distressing about living alone!
A large proportion of people live with family or friends. This is the case where ‘isolation’ is not  isolation. Fact.
People are moaning about ‘isolation’. You are not isolated!
Behave!


I started this note, typing on my phone, i stop, 
increase volume of my radio
LOUD - Perfect for my mood!…

Icky Thump - live


I have lived in isolation for the past 10 years! Ok, not entirely. Since my injuries sustained last year as well, a carer visits me in the morning, to help transfer me from bed to shower, and my parents help me clean around the flat, at the moment .
However, 23/24 hours per day, isolation.

I live ‘independently’, battling SO HARD to reach this point, away from living in-care. I am disabled, using a wheelchair. Thankfully, I mobilise myself, using a powered wheelchair.
I spend my entire life cut-off from ‘the real world’, so ‘isolation life’ is not that much different. Except, now EVERYONE is sad, complaining of the sheer pain and suffering that they all face! Please shut up, your complaints are insulting. Live alone. Deal with it. 
Alone, but you know you are not. People will never feel as isolated as wheelchair users who are encouraged to participate in everything, going everywhere, but are trapped in a chair. Fully-able humans can move different parts of themselves, as they see fit. That is freedom. You may be restricted to living in isolation for a few  weeks, but you are not isolated, you are free. Remember that.

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  1. Ellen1 April 2020 at 21:55

    Hi Patrick,it's Ellen it's from Parkside just checking your ok?

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