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You're some man Sean.

 

As Red said in the Shawshank Redemption,

'Get busy living or get busy dying'.

 

It's pretty obvious which camp you fall into.

 

Your lass sounds like a right good 'un, which can only help, and I loved your lads comments on beating you!

 

 

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You're some man Sean.

 

As Red said in the Shawshank Redemption,

'Get busy living or get busy dying'.

 

It's pretty obvious which camp you fall into.

 

Your lass sounds like a right good 'un, which can only help, and I loved your lads comments on beating you!

 

 

Sent from my iPhone using Arbtalk

 

 

"I wish I could say that Sean fought the good fight and the a Sisters let him be. I wish I could tell you that.

 

But hospital is no fairy tale"

Posted

April 9th

 

So yesterday I got out of bed for the first time in 4 weeks. I dunno how those students do it because it's been driving me nuts. When I say I got out of bed it was not in the conventional sense of the word. Instead it was me being hauled out of bed with the aid of a mechanical hoist and lowered into my wheelchair for the very first time. I have to say that it was more than slightly nerve wrecking. I looked up at the hoist and questioned and fretted as to whether it would actually support my weight. I looked at the label to see when it was last inspected. I inspected the slings myself, looking for any signs of wear. That would be just my luck, get out of bed for the first time only to be unceremoniously dumped to the floor covered in plaster from the collapsing ceiling.

 

Anyway into the chair I went. I have to say that everybody was far more excited at this new development than I was. I certainly had mixed feelings about it. On the one hand it was great to be out of bed, of course it was but on the other it was a huge reality check. Sitting in that chair brought it all home to me. This is it, certainly for now. Me in a wheelchair. Could well be for life. It was emotional. At the same time it was another small step ( have to stop using that expression) towards getting out of here and on with my life.

 

I was in the chair for just 15 minutes and went outside into the sunshine. That was bliss but never has 15 minutes gone so quickly. Before you can count to 960 ( work it out) I was back in the room, hoisted out of the chair and back into my bed. Today it will be for 30 mins with an increase of 15mins each day. Within a couple of weeks I can pretty much spend whatever time I want in the chair and that's when I will be relatively free to whizz around the hospital as the urge takes me. I was in the chair long enough yesterday to realise that I will get the hang of it quite quickly so should have no trouble getting myself around.

 

Ache like hell today from all the pulling, pushing, lifting I endured yesterday but it was worth it it. I look forward to getting out in the sun later.

 

Thank you all for your continued support, for making me laugh, for making me cry, for making me dinner. Love ya x

 

This will be my new soundtrack when bombing around the hospital. Listen and think of me x

 

 

Can't seem to copy the link on the iPad but it's 'Silver Machine' by Hawkwind

Posted

Congratulations Sean on another major step forward, starting to get your freedom back, I am full of admiration for your +ve attitude and you are areal inspiration.

Posted
April 9th

 

So yesterday I got out of bed for the first time in 4 weeks. I dunno how those students do it because it's been driving me nuts. When I say I got out of bed it was not in the conventional sense of the word. Instead it was me being hauled out of bed with the aid of a mechanical hoist and lowered into my wheelchair for the very first time. I have to say that it was more than slightly nerve wrecking. I looked up at the hoist and questioned and fretted as to whether it would actually support my weight. I looked at the label to see when it was last inspected. I inspected the slings myself, looking for any signs of wear. That would be just my luck, get out of bed for the first time only to be unceremoniously dumped to the floor covered in plaster from the collapsing ceiling.

 

Anyway into the chair I went. I have to say that everybody was far more excited at this new development than I was. I certainly had mixed feelings about it. On the one hand it was great to be out of bed, of course it was but on the other it was a huge reality check. Sitting in that chair brought it all home to me. This is it, certainly for now. Me in a wheelchair. Could well be for life. It was emotional. At the same time it was another small step ( have to stop using that expression) towards getting out of here and on with my life.

 

I was in the chair for just 15 minutes and went outside into the sunshine. That was bliss but never has 15 minutes gone so quickly. Before you can count to 960 ( work it out) I was back in the room, hoisted out of the chair and back into my bed. Today it will be for 30 mins with an increase of 15mins each day. Within a couple of weeks I can pretty much spend whatever time I want in the chair and that's when I will be relatively free to whizz around the hospital as the urge takes me. I was in the chair long enough yesterday to realise that I will get the hang of it quite quickly so should have no trouble getting myself around.

 

Ache like hell today from all the pulling, pushing, lifting I endured yesterday but it was worth it it. I look forward to getting out in the sun later.

 

Thank you all for your continued support, for making me laugh, for making me cry, for making me dinner. Love ya x

 

This will be my new soundtrack when bombing around the hospital. Listen and think of me x

 

 

Can't seem to copy the link on the iPad but it's 'Silver Machine' by Hawkwind

 

HI SEAN WELL DONE there mate all the best from sonia jon :thumbup::thumbup::thumbup:

Posted

Sean,

What an incredible role model! I would like to hope I would have your conviction and courage if I were in a similar position.

 

Keep on with the updates, my wife reckons they've stopped me whining about trivial stuff for the first time in 25 years:biggrin:

Posted

Sean, Thanks for the smile/chuckle while I read your account of inspecting the hoist and haul out equipment. I would have had the same thoughts at some level.

 

 

Glad to hear they got you outside for a while. That always helps the mind a bit.

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