My accident

[mendiplogs]

18th April

 

Another week ticked off, complete. A lot of progress this week. An hourly increase in the wheelchair which will culminate tomorrow at 8 hours per day although once I reach 8 hours I can effectively stay in it as much as possible. Getting the hang of it but being a natural born show off and never one to take things slowly had a couple of near misses and at one point had to shout for Charlie as I was teetering on the two front wheels about to be tipped out. Well saved Charlie I knew I could rely on you. Bloody hard work sitting in a wheelchair for hours after laying in bed for weeks on end. The chest brace doesn't help as far as the pain is concerned as it compresses my fractured ribs. Have to wear it for a couple more months whenever I'm in the chair as it stops me from slouching, keeps everything aligned and makes me look like robo cop .

 

I have now moved and am residing in a smaller room with nice views. After the humiliation of being dragged out the kitchen by the Sister I have weighed up my options. Do I A) fight my corner, kick up a fuss by insisting I should be allowed in the kitchen and therefore onto the main ward or. B) enjoy the benefits of having my own room whilst at the same time being out and about all day and meeting people. Ummm no contest really, make my own coffee and toast versus total privacy and no snorers. Decision made.

 

Had a bit of a scare the other night. I thought I must have had a serious relapse during the night and the grim reaper had come to take me away. I awakened from a dream to see a black cloaked figure at the end of my bed staring at me through the darkness. Wtf is that I asked myself. I must have been having a disturbed sleep prior to this as I let out a scream. Nobody came. I then realised it was my brothers all in one motorbike leathers he had left hanging from the coat hook earlier that day. I let out a sigh of relief at this realisation but then it occurred to me that I can't actually do anything about it. Under normal circumstances I would have gotten out of bed and moved them out of view, just as I did as a kid. But I cannot move, my legs do not work. I cannot buzz for the nurse either. What was I to say? " Umm could you please move those motorbike leathers for me as they are freaking me out". No cannot do that will just have to shut my eyes and hope for the best. As it happens the nurse came in the morning, saw the leathers and said ' blimey, I don't know how you slept with them there. They would have freaked me right out!".

 

Started physio yesterday which like anything here was met with mixed feelings. Fantastic to be sitting on the the edge of a bed but I felt like a little toddler learning to sit up for the first time in its life. I felt like I was sitting in a chair that only had one balancing point. Rocking backwards and forwards and side to side arms outstretched until I managed to balance. Very frustrating and very tempting to give up but perseverance paid off and I soon nailed it. Small achievement but meant so much. I then had to sit catching and throwing a ball. Bizarre. At the end of the session the physio asked if I would like to do a bed to chair transfer on my own. She said she didn't expect me to do it and I should not actually be doing it for a week or two but she was happy for me to try. This is where I have an advantage over some others. Due to the nature of my work I still have good upper body strength despite being in bed for so long. I managed to lift myself by pushing down on my knuckles, move myself along the bed and into the chair. She was amazed and so pleased which made me feel great but also sad as a realisation that something which would have been a complete doddle a month or so ago was now seen as a major achievement. She thinks I will breeze through the physio. Let's hope she is right.

 

In just want out now. Get my work done and get home. My days still veer from one of complete positivity to doubts, sadness and wobbles but on the whole I am buoyant and relatively happy. I get in well with most of the nurses and have lots of laughs with staff and visitors. Susi pushed me to the end of the land in my chair so I could view the landscape beyond the closed gate. Was really nice to be able to see wide open spaces. Definitely worth the bumpy ride which jolted me about a bit and hurt but hey ho.

 

Still utterly gobsmacked by all the love and generosity being sent our way. The fundraising has been astounding. Love you all and many thanks. Until next time. X

HI SEAN KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK your post very moving sean all the best sonia jon

[geoff]

It is genuinely heart warming to read of your fast progress, & the way you are dealing with this, & such a relief that you are at the early stages of getting your independence back.

[bobh]

Hi Sean

Great to hear a generally upbeat report, I was betting a bit worried that we hadn't heard from you for a few days.

Keep up the good work.

[Stephen Blair]

i reckon if i googled Brave and Inspirational there would be a picture of you!!!

[Gerbutt]

Fantastic to hear your progress Sean!

 

Is it wrong to ask if you know how your accident happened? You are in the back of my mind when I'm lowering for whoever I'm working for.

[Countryboy]

Keep up the fantastic progress, we are all routing for you

[sean]

Fantastic to hear your progress Sean!

 

Is it wrong to ask if you know how your accident happened? You are in the back of my mind when I'm lowering for whoever I'm working for.

 

Hi. I have no recollection of the accident at all. There were witnesses but due to investigations by HSE amongst others things need to remaini private for now. Apologies.

[Mr Lee]

Sean, just read through this thread.

 

I don't know you but some of your posts 'may' have caused some moisture in my eyes mate. I had a bad crash some time back on a motorbike and broke my back. I ended up with a body brace on so know how uncomfortable you feel with it.

 

You certainly don't sound or come across as someone to give up on it all which is great but man, don't be upset if you have a bad day and need to let rip and cry. I did plenty of times. You sound like you have some brilliant support as I did and they understand if you have an off day.

 

I wish you the speediest of recoveries and hope your rehab goes as well as is possible.

 

Oh and if they offer you jelly in hospital....take it but don't eat it. Use it as crash pads on your elbows and knees for the times you decide to fly down the corridors/grounds on the back wheels and clip a wall. Great rubber protection pads.

 

Best wishes to you, your family and all your support workers.

[Gerbutt]

Hi. I have no recollection of the accident at all. There were witnesses but due to investigations by HSE amongst others things need to remaini private for now. Apologies.

 

 

Hey no worries dude, I totally didn't think about that side of things!!

 

Keep on being amazing 👍

[the village idiot]

Sean, just read through this thread.

 

I don't know you but some of your posts 'may' have caused some moisture in my eyes mate. I had a bad crash some time back on a motorbike and broke my back. I ended up with a body brace on so know how uncomfortable you feel with it.

 

You certainly don't sound or come across as someone to give up on it all which is great but man, don't be upset if you have a bad day and need to let rip and cry. I did plenty of times. You sound like you have some brilliant support as I did and they understand if you have an off day.

 

I wish you the speediest of recoveries and hope your rehab goes as well as is possible.

 

Oh and if they offer you jelly in hospital....take it but don't eat it. Use it as crash pads on your elbows and knees for the times you decide to fly down the corridors/grounds on the back wheels and clip a wall. Great rubber protection pads.

 

Best wishes to you, your family and all your support workers.

 

Good tip that:thumbup1: I used a similar technique when the woodland dwarves got a bit uppity (apparently they objected to the Balsa wood mine shaft props I sold them. I may or may not have told them it was Oak, I don't remember now.)

Anyway, I digress. Knowing full well the startlingly repellant properties of Mrs Idiot's scrambled eggs, I stuffed many pan fulls down my double stiched rhino hide battle pantaloons before heading out to face the hairy little midgets. Unfortunately it was a ten mile trek in 40 degree heat, but the eggs although pungent, stood up well.

As soon as he saw me approaching, the chief Dwarf scampered over on his little legs and took a swing with his razor sharp dual headed War Axe at my omlette clad thigh. As anticipated this commonly fatal blow was deflected with such velocity by Mrs Idiots scrambled eggs that the rebounding axe took the Chief's head clean off.

This was a more impressive result than I had even hoped for, and the remainder of the dwarf hoard trudged back to their caves dispirited whilst I began the long squelchy walk back to the yurt, desperate to relieve the stress of the event pneumatically but terrified of the consequences!