Returning to the rehab hospital was strange to begin with; so familiar yet so different. I was in surroundings that I knew so well, but my part had changed. I was no longer part of the surroundings, I come and I go again. On that first day, I met my new physio. With this new … More Beginning as an Outpatient
By the Sunday evening, the reality of going back to work the next day was beginning to sink in. I can’t drive, so I’m dependent upon others to drive me to College. That Sunday evening, I organised for a co-worker to pick me up at 8:00am the next morning. I really was going back to … More Returning to Work
Waking up on Sunday morning, the day before I returned to work, I woke with a nagging question in my mind, ‘What will I wear to work?’ Friends and family have since said, ‘Why does it matter? People know your situation and they’ll understand.’ Except, that was exactly what was bothering me. From the moment … More What Do I Now Wear to Work?
I didn’t know at the time, but I really needed those couple of days between being released from hospital and starting work. I knew that resting was a good thing to do, but what I needed more was just plain old fun. Fun was something lacking in the hospital and as it turned out the … More Coffee and Cirque Du Soleil
Before all this happened, I loved coffee. I thrived upon sitting in cafes, drinking a flat white, while writing my PhD, preparing lectures, and hanging out with friends. I had regular haunts in Adelaide, Bristol, and Cambridge, where I used to spend a couple of hours everyday with multiple cups of coffee. My geography of … More It’s True. I Lost My Love of Coffee
The first couple of days at ‘home’ were quiet. Well, as quiet as life could be with an energetic four and a half year old in the house. I desperately needed to catch up on some sleep. That was the easy part. Getting into a routine though was plain hard work. The tasks had not … More Getting Into A New Routine