10 weeks in

You’re so blessed at how your baby girl cares about you; We fight because we love each other and we hate each other at the same time. I don’t know why;

This is where we’re going to look at what my bathroom looks like and how the equipment fits in the bathroom and stuff like that. It’s really exciting.

“You know Lachelle, you’ve really improved in the last 2 weeks” and I was like “What do you mean? I don’t feel like I’ve improved.” They said “Lachelle, 2 weeks ago you couldn’t walk”

There's an emotional side to Rehab. my injury was 7 weeks ago,  on the 3rd of October. Because I’m a below the knee amputee on the left side, I lost my leg when I was 3 months old, I was born with club foot and they put a plastic cast on me too tight and gangrene set in. This happened in the States. Everyone makes that face and I make that face too, but it happened in New Jersey. It’s very difficult because I’m 57, I grew up without having my left leg and a lot of any of the rehab I did in that sense was as a baby, or as a young child and that was learning how to wear prosthetics and stuff like that. So, this situation brings me into a whole other array of issues. Emotional issues and functional issues. I'm bending at 40 degrees

if you took that kind of money away from that 1% of the community you’d be hurting them in their hip pocket, gone are the many fractures that make a Rolls Royce and a Mercedes Benz, going to their social sailing clubs etc etc. That’s what I wake up in the morning with. 6 weeks since injury at repatriation hospital 

And you know because the physio is holding the brace and he’s lying down on the bed, he’s kind of like pulling my leg up and bending it, it’s kind of being done for you. Like I don’t like doing it on my own, it’s very awkward

I um, you know I don’t know what it is about this particular injury in my life, but I just keep getting flashbacks of times I’ve been in hospital and it seems like every time I’m in hospital I’m always surrounded by old people. I think like, I remember being 10 or 12 at a paediatric hospital and all the kids were 16 and 15 and now I just feel like anything that’s ever had to do with my legs, I’ve always been the youngest one around. I mean now I’m talking about doing rehab with people in their 70s, all grey hair and all geriatric.

I ruptured my quad tendon on the 3rdof October, and I arrived at the Prince. Royal Prince Alfred Hospital on the 4thof October. Well, when I arrived at Emergency, I think within an hour I had a CT scan and then not long after that I had the MRI in emergency. About 4 O’clock I was taken up to the ward and the next morning I had surgery.

He poked at it and prodded at it and felt it in his insensitive way, I was seething. There’s nothing worse for a patient to be sitting in a room with someone you know cares nothing about you. Who looks down on you. Who’s standing in front of you full bodied with expensive leather shoes on. So, I left, with his documents in hand of course. But I will not be returning, I’m out. 10 weeks in hospital and I’m out