https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfOa1a8hYP8
There’s an empty space inside my heart
‘INDICATE!’
I recognise that I can regularly alert drivers who may be passing me in the street.
It seems that lack of indication happens so regularly, that EVERYONE IS A CULPRIT.
I do not drive, so I conveniently avoid blaming myself!
It seriously panics me when I travel about, in my powered-wheelchair, and I notice a car driver who is not paying enough attention to indicate at a junction.
Not only is this laziness dangerously, life-threatening, it IS AN INSULT... An insult to everyone else who does respect the rules.
I have spent years, during my initial rehabilitation, practicing raising my voice. I have always been a quiet person, but I keep no restraint now when I voice my feelings towards drivers.
Yes, here in Surbiton! I may feel embarrassed afterwards, but it seems that people are surprised to hear from a wheelchair! This makes me smile inside!
The greatest wealth is health
I am in a very strange position. My ABI (Acquired Brain Injury), was 2006. I was 22.
I was just finishing my student-life. I was about to enter the ‘real-world’.
I had spent the previous life stage, learning, using education to move forwards to the following stage. I had finally, approached the end, my friends were each at different stages.
I had a part-time job in ’Sustainability in Design’ whilst finishing my part-time course to graduate a second time. Next, the real-world… Jobs, Money, Livelihoods, Occupations.
My girlfriend and I both knew that our lives were about to split apart, but we still loved each other very much. All marked work had been completed, I was just a couple of weeks from the end of my course...
…
I woke up in a hospital, and everyone was saying it’s 2007!
Whatttt!?
I panicked. I must have lost so much fitness, cycling.
Then I am told that I can’t walk!
Hehehe... Hmmm...
Professional work must take a backseat, whilst I fix myself.
Any thoughts, ideas, theories, hopes, dreams, or aspirations were WIPED AWAY.
The greatest wealth is health
I am having to force myself to process this route (my life-path) regularly. Again and again, and AGAIN. Crucially, further accidents occurred last year, involving broken bones and surgeries, the recovery from which has been very slow/non-existent this year (partly due to Coronavirus halting physiotherapy)!
I am slowly realising that I am 36 now, I refuse to ‘lose’, but I accept that I will always feel alone. The most mind-blowing part of my life was experienced alone, no partner will ever be there. Only I sit and wonder alone.
Above is a link to a two-part documentary on one of the biggest figures in the sporting world. I never liked him as a cyclist, simply because I knew that his self-righteousness should come back, to show the truth. The good will out. It did.
The truth always exists, even when it's hidden.
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