"It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see." - Henry David Thoreau
From not being able to walk at all, to stumbling from one point to another, with the help of two outstanding, dedicated physiotherapists, to my first, spontaneous, rather clumsy attempt to walk on my own, creeping along a corridor at the rehabilitation hospital, to walking independently, albeit stumbling into a brick wall, herein lies a short video montage, if you can call it that, of my progress as it relates to walking, not necessarily in a straight line, but walking nonetheless. Whilst this most fundamental of activities still presents itself with challenges, I still need to be careful to not trip, or veer off course without notice, I can now walk almost normally. The final clip shows me when I feel I’m at my best, riding my bike, layered in sweat, working hard.
Three weeks after surgery. First voluntary movement.
Early August 2016
Four weeks after surgery. Testing leg strength.
Four weeks after surgery. First attempt at walking.
Five weeks after surgery. My first attempt at walking on my own.
Late August 2016
Three months after surgery. Back at home and walking.
Holidays, Byron Bay.
My happy place.
On my birthday.