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, …
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 …
