Climbing Out, The Lasting Impact

Climbing Out,  runs 5 day outdoor activity programmes aimed at rebuilding confidence and self esteem in young people who have been through a life changing injury, illness or trauma. The programmes  offer a wide range of activities. All the activities are bespoke to the needs and capabilities of individual participants, so it doesn’t matter how fit you are, or what physical limitations you may have, all the activities are adapted to suit the group, so everyone can take part and have a go. Nearly 6 months ago I attended one of these programmes.

My first challenge of the week actually started before even arriving at camp. I got a puncture from the slate edges at the side of the road in the lake district, after already haven driven over 200 miles it was an eventful few hours getting my tire sorted and I eventually arrived at camp at about 5pm (4 hours late….) Within about 30 minutes I really wondered if I should have come, I was the only one with obvious mobility issues out of the fellow young people attending the course. On the first evening the leaders took us to Cathedral Cavern. The walk down to the cavern was tough, quite a steep hill. Once inside I felt as though the walk was worth it as had never really seen something like it. We continued to walk further into the cavern and then had to scramble up huge rocks and a steep climb, at this point I wished I was anywhere else but this dark cavern. I actually cried, I had no idea how I could get up these huge rocks, how I would get out and why the hell I even said yes to coming to the camp. I felt incapable of being able to achieve the task ahead of me but the leaders made it clear they were there to support me and get me to the top. I actually made it and once over the top I had an overwhelming sense of achievement.  Still with adrenaline rushing I then had to navigate through the dark tunnels of the cavern to get out and trek back up the hill to the minibus. I slept well that night!!

The next couple of days were a whirlwind of emotions, physical excursions and mental battles. Kelda’s own personal experiences have helped shape and develop what Climbing Out is about and what it aims to achieve. Over the course of the week not only do you battle physical challenges but mental ones. Learning how to overcome anything you come across. The toolkit that you leave Climbing Out with enables you to move forward with your life no matter your circumstances. For me it was the ‘easy’ tasks that were my most difficult, I would happily abseil down the tallest cliff edge but the trek to the top was my battle. At the time I attended Climbing Out I was using a prosthetic knee that I had lost all trust in, I was tentative and held back so to achieve everything I did was a great personal battle. Before arriving at Climbing Out I didn’t realise how much of my self esteem that I had lost, without realising I was holding back on doing a lot so this experience truly came at the right time for me

At the end of the week we all completed a task where there were cards out on a table with words/phrases on such as ‘positive’ ‘happy’ ‘energetic’ ‘strong’ and we were told to pick ones and give them to the other people in the room and explain what you saw in that person and why you picked that card. There were a lot of tears doing this from everyone. The words I got were: Adaptable, positive x 2, fun, just do it, persistent, fearless, awe inspiring and solid. We had to explain which we were most surprised to receive and I picked positive as on the inside I really didn’t feel positive and for me it was very emotional to know that I came across positive.

So after a week of, scrambling, trekking, abseiling, canoeing and most importantly confidence building and learning about myself I felt ready to take on anything, I felt like a new person (perhaps not physically at first as I was ready to sleep for a week!!) It would have been easy for me to rave about what a wonderful experience it all was days after coming back but what I really wanted to see was whether Climbing Out would have a lasting impact on my life, my journey and the way that I see myself.

So 6 months down the line I can safely say that Climbing Out has taught me so much in how I see myself and where my path has led me. I push myself to do more physically and this is so evident in the progress that I have made with the gym, running and walking. Before Climbing Out I was happy to live comfortably and not push the boundaries but now Climbing Out has aided me to push through barriers that I face.  Each of the young girls I spent my week with have all overcome different life experiences whether this be illnesses, life events etc and all have taken away that same message that they can do anything and that it is just about adapting the way you approach life. In the facebook group you get added to after attending you meet other young people who have completed the programme and it is evident from these people that Climbing Out is still impacting their lives so positively.

I truly think its unbelievable how in 5 days one lady and her team can make such a lasting impact on so many young peoples lives.


Why Rugby Cant Be Replaced.

It has been a tough week, and its those days that get to me, any amputee reading this will  understand the frustration of a new socket and this week was double new socket. On the whole I just get on with my situation because what else can you do but it was tough times this week.

Today I had a discussion with someone about my love for Rugby and it got me thinking about how amazing it really it is, now what follows has always been the case but it takes some deep acceptance to talk about it as losing the ability to play Rugby was one of the hardest parts of the last 16 months.

Rugby was (and is in different ways now) a big part of my life. You train, you play, you follow the big guns and it really does become your world. You spend the whole day going to away games, commit yourself to the team and the game. Now its true that you could say this about any sport and in particular team sports but rugby truly has something different about it. Whether its within your own team or club or through the wider community there is that sense of belonging, these people are your family. There is something different about rugby teams, they connect and understand each other.

I have tried many sports since becoming an amputee, and none hit the spot or gave me that rush that rugby did, well lets be realistic, nothing is going to compare to front row rugby! Wheelchair basketball, sitting volleyball and even wheelchair rugby, all team sports, enjoyable but still not the same. In all team sports your team mates have your back, whether that is disabled or able bodied, however rugby is different. Your team truly does have your back, they are on your shoulder going into the next breakdown, got their heads between your legs in scrums and being your lifeline. Sometimes it was the cheeky smack of the arse from your second row telling you to get lower that got you through the next scrum. You simply do not get that support and closeness with any other sport.

So as I sit here and write this I wonder if I have accepted my sudden retirement from Rugby and to be honest I don’t think I ever will because it wasn’t my choice, I didn’t have a dodgy knee and feel it was time to stop or wind down. My playing time was swept away at only 23. Now I am not saying I will never find my next sport, but for now I am happy to accept that nothing will be as good as Rugby. Whether its the team training and having fun together, the local grass roots team meeting up for a Nando’s or the England Ladies out on coffee club or the game day faces, being part of that rugby team is belonging.


Be The Best Kind Of You…

It is strange how time flies by, you let the days pass by without a care in the world and there is always stuff that you want to achieve but you think ‘ill do that tomorrow’ or you have the people who go around with ‘carpe diem’ on their top or tattooed onto their skin; but do they really seize the day or is just another a way of fooling yourself that you are making the most out of life. There are so many things that I wish I did before losing my leg, so many opportunities that I shouldn’t have declined but you never think that it will be YOU in that position where the opportunities are no longer there. No one is getting any younger and for the first time in my life I worry about getting old, and letting my life slip away.

2017 so far is proving to be a good year but its only just began and I would have said the same thing this time last year. I am on a mission to not let this loss beat me. I have a personal trainer at the gym now which has done my confidence at the gym wonders. I am cycling at least twice a week and trying hard to eat better. I have given up chocolate for the year (if you know me you will know this is a miracle) and as of this week limiting myself to two cans of fizzy drinks a day in the hope that I drink more water.

I feel limited by my prosthetic leg, there is so much more I want to be doing and I need to find  out if this can be improved by a different prosthetic or if I need to accept that this is it for life now. Life is all about adapting and myself and Holly have gone through such a big transition to adapt to our new life, she has been so strong and has been my rock. If a couple can go through something like this I am pretty sure they can go through anything.

So a year to the day since my accident and to state the obvious its a tough day. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger and I really do think that although there are always going to be those days that I am down or struggling that the experience I have been through has made me a better person. It makes you appreciate life and you don’t bother with the petty things because at the end of the day really don’t matter.

Every day may not be good but there is something good in everyday.

Grapes x


A Fresh New Year On The Horizon

I am really not one for New Year’s celebrations and resolutions, I have always believed that any day can be a new day and I think thats one of the things that has helped me get me through this year.

It is actually really scary how quickly time has gone and how much I have done since my accident, despite appearances it has been very hard mentally and physically. I am now back at work 30 hours a week and this was probably one of the hardest challenges this year; its physically and mentally draining and I am still not used to the energy required but being at work does keep me busy. I have learnt so much this year and going through something like this really makes you appreciate life, it has been one of the best and worst years of my life. My life has been completely turnt upside down yet through it all I feel really lucky to have the life I have. Disasters show you who really cares about you. Sure everyone has friends, family, work colleagues ect; however in times of need, you really see who is there for you and who will take the time to come and see you. Sometimes its the small things that people do or say that really do matter. Without a lot of people that have been there for me my recovery would have been a lot different and I hope the people reading this know who they are. To you I am forever grateful. Through such a disastrous accident I have bought a house with my girlfriend who is now my fiancee, visited lots of new places and brought our little puppy home who is handwork, cheeky but definitely worth it. I have learnt a few things this year:

  • Your prosthetic leg can be your best friend and your worst enemy at the same time. Any amputee will tell you that you have good days and you have bad days; the bad days when your stump is aching, you have sores because the socket doesn’t fit right, or because as a new amputee you don’t know what it should feel like so you end up wearing too many or not enough socks, these days do become less but they are still there. Good days make you feel like you can take on the world and that anything is possible, although swiftly reminded that it takes a hell a lot of energy to just walk as an above knee amputee.
  • Life is what you make it. There is not enough time in life to think about the ‘what if’s.’ Sure I could sit thinking, what if I didn’t take the ‘amber line’? what if I had gone into contact and not passed the ball? What if’s get you no where. Now I’m not a religious person at all but I do think that everybody has their path set out for them and that everything happens for a reason. From amputees that I have spoken to it seems clear that yes we have lost limbs but actually have gained so much more. I think that having to face something so challenging really shows what sort of person you are. Don’t get me wrong, I do think about how much easier my life was before my amputation but if anything that is a reminder of how strong and how far I have come and I guess its that which helps me get through the hard days.
  • Nobody gives you a handbook. I think it is funny that when you ‘become’ disabled no one gives you a handbook of all the stuff you need to know about being disabled. Joking aside it is so hard to find out information, things to do e.g. sports and days out, what your entitled to and how to make your life easier. There really isn’t enough information and support available for people unless you go looking for it and nobody has the mindset to go looking after  a catastrophic injury; even something simple as a day out with the family has to be planned out. I know some limb centres are lucky enough to have advisors for things like benefits but not all have them, and being someone that has never claimed benefits its hard to know what your entitled to. Wouldn’t it be so much easier to do ONE application and then be told what you’re entitled to? I’m sure the government would probably lose too much money actually telling people what they are entitled too.

So tomorrow is a new day and a new year, I hope to continue taking each day as it comes and appreciating the life that I have.

Keep Enjoying Life, Grapes. x




Its Been A Busy Month Or So…

Cant believe I haven’t blogged since 26th April!!

Its all change since then and it seems as though a lot has happened.

3rd May I picked up my leg from the Nuffield; having been counting down the days to get my leg the day didn’t disappoint, I spent some time in the fitting room getting the fit of my socket and the alignment of the leg right, after that I went down for a small amount of physio. The physio had mentioned to me that I was walking like I had the leg a few weeks rather than a few minutes.

Since then I have been having physio four times a week, moving from the bars, to two sticks, down to one and now I am walking around UNAIDED; feels amazing! It is very tiring and I am sure it will take months to get use to the amount of energy needed to just walk and I will always face difficulties along the way.

25th May was a tough session at physio, wearing 6 socks the socket was still too big and it made doing anything hard work, this led to a bit of a down day on the 26th but luckily on the  27th I picked up my new socket which was a much better fit and since then have been cracking on with physio and walking. Last week was a really good week, everything seemed to work and I have been walking more and more outside of physio.

Socially I have been up to a lot really, I had the Bletchley Ladies Awards night which was a lovely evening and it was lovely to get all dressed up. I got given the Grange Award; for outstanding attitude, determination all around doggedness. Truly honoured to receive this recognition from the team/club. My time as a player for Bletchley was short but sweet but I will forever be part of the Bletchley family and I cannot thank them all enough for what they have done.

I have been up to a lot more so please see the below pictures to see what I have been up to, sorry for the short post but I know a lot of you have been bugging me for one 😉 I am still at physio four times a week but focusing on different things now that I am able to walk unaided such as uneven ground, obstacles, crossing feet over ect;





Adapting To The Real World…

“From today, every business should be more user-friendly for Britain’s 10 million disabled people. But according to a new report, businesses on 80% of Britain’s biggest high streets are ill-prepared.” 01 Oct 2004

Im sure that pretty much any disabled person will tell you that it feels like the statistic above has probably not changed much since 2004.

Do you ever drive into Tesco, Asda, a shopping centre, anywhere really and think ‘why is there so many disabled spaces?’ I know most of you probably do, I use to. The truth is, yes there does need to be 30 disabled spaces, okay they are probably not all used at the same time but what if they are, and then you have selfishly parked in one thinking it wouldn’t matter, then that disabled person arrives not being able to park, they are there for a reason!

I went out for dinner the other evening; struggling to get up the step into the first door I had to get out of my wheelchair and hop up. The wheelchair wouldn’t fit through the next door either so I had to hop through, next thing I know I’m on the floor because i tripped on my footplate of the chair, all which could have been avoided if the restaurant was disabled friendly. Luckily no damage done to my stump as I have learnt to turn and fall on my bum to prevent injury.

At the weekend I went to the city centre with Holly to have a look around the shops. Going around a book shop I nearly took a table with me!! People/Companies really do not think of things like this when setting up their shops. Perhaps people should all go around in wheelchairs when doing things like that… Unlikely.

Now of course I know the whole world cannot be disabled friendly but some small thoughts and changes can make it a hell of a lot easier for people. Fortunately I am hoping to be up and fully functional in a prosthetic leg soon, but of course there will be times that I will need to use a wheelchair so these things still matter to me.

I have recently been to my prosthetic leg fitting so it shouldn’t be long until I can continue in my road to recovery and start the new chapter of learning to walk. 24 years old and having to learn to walk just sounds crazy; who would have thought my life would have been like this 6 months ago. Im so sure that everything truly does happen for a reason; positivity, support and love will get my through to find that reason. Right now I am just dreaming of walking and taking on the new challenges life has to offer.

I know its been a while since I did an update and i don’t think even I can remember what I have been doing; please see my recent adventures in pictures below.



Make Amazing Things Happen…

I had my accident in Olney on the 21st February and I found out the past couple of days that Olney is the Home of Amazing Grace, a Christian hymn written in 1764 and published in 1779. It truly is the home of Amazing Grace because I’m going to do amazing things. The start of my new life. I have spoken to a few amputees, mostly below knee who do amazing things, check out


**lets #amazinggrace everything!!**

Friday 1st April No not an april fools, I WENT HOME!!  6 weeks in hospital done, I literally can’t believe its April already, my year is going to fly by so need to make sure I am keeping up and doing amazing things along the way, #amazinggrace

Friday was a tiring day, had a physio appointment with the amputee physio and then went up for lunch and then got the transport home. what did I do when I went home, napped! after a quick snooze in bed Adam and Lucy came round with Erin-Rose and Ivy which was lovely and nice to see them in my home settings. I spent the evening in with Holly eating a Chinese and relaxing on the sofa. how much more perfect can you get than that.

Saturday 2nd April Holly and I went out to get a few bits for the house and then popped down to the club where the famous Jason Robinson was helping to train some of the junior players at the club; what an amazing opportunity for them. I went down to meet him and say hello to the club. Jason signed a ball and a Bletchley top for me, amazing. After this Holly and I popped home, I had a snooze and then we both got ready for a belated birthday dinner for myself and Chris, Hollys dad. Both birthday’s being slightly overlooked due to my hospital stay. A lovely time out. I spent the evening sorting out my 18 a day tablets watching pretty little liars.

Sunday 3rd April I took a trip out to watch one of the key fixtures in Bletchley ladies league, the current leaders playing to win and get their bonus point. This game would set the standard and score that my girls need to meet to win the league. a great game to watch, a really weird experience to go back to the scene of the accident also. Makes you realise that your life can change in the blink of an eye. I suffered a lot of pain on Sunday night and struggled to sleep…

Above everything, including losing my leg the thing that worries me the most is the pain, I’m scared about always being in pain. If this happens I am sure I will have to work through it and make sure that my positivity and strength takes me through. I have decided not to go on my planned holiday (rugby tour) with my amazing Bletchley ladies and my beautiful girlfriend. As much as this is a holiday I feel that it will not be a relaxing time away with the worry of infection and damaging my stump at such a crucial time, where any bruise or injury to it could prevent my journey continuing at the pace it should. We have decided we will use the money to go away later in the year once I have my leg. At the moment my stump needs my full attention and I need to focus on learning to adapt and most importantly; walk.

I am on ITV Anglia tonight at 6pm telling my story. For those who don’t have access to this broadcast I will post the link in this blog post when it is available online.

Do amazing things people.. #amazinggrace



A Beautiful Baby Girl…

There really isn’t much to say for the this week; its been a pretty standard week for what is standard in the hospital when you’re not really medically unwell; it is very frustrating being in hospital when you don’t actually feel unwell. I have my own little routine for most days now. I normally sleep in till anywhere between 10-11:30, WHY NOT HEY? may as well make the most of it. Then I have my wash and change from my nighttime pyjamas to my daytime pyjamas LOL.  have breakfast if its not too late or wait till lunch time. my afternoons mainly consist of physio, naps and watching pretty little liars (if you have seen it, god when will it end?! and if you haven’t seen it, don’t. its really not worth it and once you start you just can’t stop watching!!) and this continues until my visitors come in the evening! Thursday my wheelchair arrived! woo hoo, finally felt more independent and able to get around by myself!!


Friday 25th March The Dr’s and nurses have agreed that I am allowed to go out in the day time which is great. Holly had a half day so my mum and her went out for lunch at the harvester, its was lovely weather and after we had lunch we popped into Holly’s mums for a cuppa and a cake which was nice (Sue’s cakes are delicious!). It was difficult getting in the house as there is a step up into holly’s parents, we had to have an office chair in the house for me to step up and sit on but as i was stepping up it was more work than my muscles were use to so holly had to help me lift myself up to get in, *note to self need to work on my leg muscles.* We got back to the hospital and had a relaxing afternoon and Holly then washed my hair in the evening which felt lovely again! 😀

Friday night i got a text to say that my sister in law’s contractions had started!! exciting stuff. They welcomed a beautiful baby girl called Ivy into the world at 10.22pm, Congratulations Adam and Lucy, I’m very honoured to become an aunty again. see below my first cuddle with Ivy and Erin Rose giving her a kiss and a cuddle; being a very lovely big sister.


Saturday 26th March  WOW what a day, Holly and I had planned to go out for a bit but in the end i was out the whole day! After my cuddle with Ivy (picture above) I went back to my ward and got dressed, once Holly arrived we went out at about 11am to Primark to buy some more pyjamas for me as well as some tracksuit bottoms. After this we went to Nandos for some lunch which was delicious. getting around MK1 shopping area proved difficult, the crossing from M&S and the restaurants has no dropped curbs, how super! after a massive bump down and a pull up we were on our way again. definitely noticing how inaccessible places can be to disabled people, Nandos has a disabled toilet; great yeah but have to pull open a heavy and narrow door to get to it. We also popped to boots to get some toiletries and after this headed down to Manor Fields to watch the 1st team men play in the semi final cup game, which they won 20-13 YAY! After this Holly and I headed up to the club house for a drink, it was great to see everyone and the support I am still receiving is so great and overwhelming, thanks everyone again. the club house conveniently has a stair lift so got in  without any hassle. a long day today, but a really enjoyable one. It was great to back in the real world even if it was only for the day.

Peace out, Happy Easter!

Grapes. x






Welcome to Milton Keynes…

Thursday 17th March Beth and Jodie from my rugby team came to visit, this was lovely, we went for lunch in the M&S cafe (again escaping the hospital food) we were very naughty and all had a giant slice of cake. Beth also brought with her a letter of support from Nigel Wray which included a very generous cheque to put in my fund. I am truly grateful to Nigel as well as everyone else who has donated money and gifts to me, it really will help me in the up and coming months and the future ahead. I had a really good day with the physio. I went into the Gym and first off they got me standing at the bars and balancing on one leg, after i had done this for a while i then practiced it with my eyes closed which defiantly proved more difficult. I also had a go at transferring to a low chair and getting back up again and after this I had a go at getting up and down the stairs on my bottom as well getting into a chair at the top and bottom of the stairs. I am receiving lots of positive feedback relating to my ability in physio which is really good.

Friday 18th March was a day of waiting; waiting for the ambulance as I was told I was due to be transferred to Milton Keynes hospital as this was closer to my home. I think I left Oxford about 1pm, I had some morphine before leaving so that I wasn’t in pain on the journey and it took about an hour to get over to Milton Keynes. Once we arrived there was a bed dilemma as the bed I was going into was actually empty; i enjoyed some toast and and a glass of water in the corridor  before eventually getting a side room allocated to me. As much as i wanted to stay in Oxford as it is one of the best trauma units around being in Milton Keynes is much easier for Holly and the rest of my family and visitors as there is less travelling. (my frozen birthday balloon is still going and I couldn’t leave that behind)


Saturday 19th March I really look forward to the weekend as I get to spend a lot more time with Holly, its really difficult not be able to spend proper time together so I cherish every moment we get together. we had a standard Saturday, relaxing, watching pretty little liars.  Saturday was also a key day as it was 14 days post op which meant it was time for my staples to come out. This was quite painful and in total I think I had about 30 stitches out. the nurse who completed this said how well the wound had healed, as she thought it was 6 weeks post op, and this was a reason why it was so painful having them out. photo of the wound from yesterday, (21/03) it is healing well apart from one bit which they are looking after. Apologies to any squeamish people just scroll past it lol! Its going to be one hell of a scar!


Sunday 20th March was another day spent with Holly, as well as Adam, Lucy and Erin Rose who came to visit. (Holly’s brother and sister in law and their daughter for those who don’t know.) Lucy is pregnant and the baby was due on the 19th so we are all waiting for the baby to arrive! one good thing about being back in MK and on the ward I am on is its right by the labour ward! I did physio on the parallel bars, stretching and moving my leg, well stump and then some balance work, I then practised the stairs again, I had an early night as was very tired.

Monday 21st March ONE MONTH IN HOSPITAL and my body and brain can defiantly tell, very emotional just wanting to go home, like I have said before its not the losing the leg part that is getting to me its the not being able to go home part, I really miss home and Holly. I was very tired on Monday and when the physio came around i said no to getting up and going on the bars but did exercise in the bed. later in the evening I had a lovely visit from a couple of the rugby girls, Verity and Jennie. Holly came a bit later and we all had a mcdonalds which was nice. Please see below the easter egg that Jennie  bought me without realising, luckily I can take the funny side lol.


The rabbit on the egg even looks like it only has one leg!! how funny. after the girls went Holly washed my hair for me, doesn’t sound like anything big but it hadn’t been done for over a week! it felt lovely. Overall there isn’t much change day to day at the moment, the big stuff will start once I’m discharged and once I’m doing physio with my leg. photo of my clean, bouncy hair below!


Grapes x

It’s a waiting game..

Thursday 10th March I was very sleepy all day and really didn’t do much at all. Nothing to report on during the day, in the evening the nurses took my canula out as IV fluids/drugs were no longer needed. They also took my catheter out. Having both of these out made me feel a lot more normal and like I wasn’t ill which was a really nice feeling.

Friday 11th March I started the day with some physio in the bed, doing lots of stretches and moving of the stump getting ready for the more intense physio I have to come in the next few months. As above I was feeling a lot more normal however it is now a pain that I have to get up to wee 😉   Later in the day a couple of the rugby girls came to visit, Lauren and Kelly. I had a really nice time with them, talked lots and ordered dominos for tea which was a delicious treat!  

Friday evening I got a tweet from Karl Cross and saw that Danny Care from the England rugby team was auctioning a signed shirt from the squad in order to raise money for my go fund me account, this was so lovely to see and felt so loved and supported. The auction later finished on Sunday evening and went for £950!!

Saturday 12th March … Finally the weekend which means I get to spend more time with my girlfriend Holly. We went up to the cafe for lunch to escape the hospital food again. We later snuggled up with the curtains round and watched the rugby, both the men and then women’s, both great games to watch. Holly brought in a package that had been delivered, it was some stash from the Matt Hampson foundation, that was really nice of them.

Sunday 13th March Holly came to visit again, as well as Holly, Adam, Lucy, Erin-Rose (Hollys brother, sister in law and niece) and Hollys dad Chris came to visit. We all went to the cafe (again to escape the hospital food!).    

Tuesday 15th March I had a lovely visit from Kat Merchant, for anyone who doesn’t know she use to play for England ladies and now takes part in coaching, Refing matches and most recently commentary on the ladies game. As well as Karl Cross, Bletchley ladies old coach and all round rugby fanatic! It was so lovely of them to visit and Kat brought along an amazing gift from the England ladies, see below!  

 In the evening Holly came to visit with her best friend and my friend Natalie. We head down to m and s in the main hospital and had a little picnic on the bed which was nice; after they left I was quite emotional and got very upset. I do find it really hard to say goodbye to Holly, this is the longest time we have spent apart and I really just want to be at home now. I really didn’t sleep well last night, waking up every hour.
Today i went to the Nuffield, Oxford centre of enablement to meet the team that I will be working with through my long term physio and prosthetic leg rehab. It was actually really nice just to get out of the hospital and remember that there is a world outside of the hospital. Day to day there really isn’t much change at the moment as we are all just waiting for the wound to fully heal before I  can start proper physio and get going again. 



Grapes X