My physiotherapist at the hospital in Paris was a young man named Cedric. Fortunately for me, Cedric had travelled to New Zealand and Queensland, so he could understand my Australian accent. I wasted much of my physio therapy getting …
Visitors were always more than welcome
In Caulfield hospital I was fortunate enough to spend time with people who visited me. Sometimes I came to know those people a lot better than previously. Margaret Younger one of my visitors, whose bright outlook on life always cheered me …
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I went to Rehab twice
My rehab was at Caulfield Hospital Here is the head honcho …
St Anne’s hospital Paris
I was in St Anne's for 3 weeks Although I was recovering from a near death experience, it was tremendous fun. Many of the young nurses were from Niger, a former French colony in Africa Theses young black nurses gossiped, sang, laughed, …
The suitcase enters Thailand
My teenage daughter insisted on bringing a suitcase on our trip to Paris The suitcase was inadvertently checked through to only Bangkok where we changed planes. The three of us walked through the Bangkok international terminal until we …
I am in wheelchair
The physiotherapist asked me if I was comfortable. I replied " I make a living " In 2012, at the age of 59, I was forced to use a wheelchair, following a stroke and a spine operation. This site aims to tell my story. I had travelled …
