It’s been exactly 8 weeks tonight since my accident and as I finally have my voice back I thought it befitting to put a post on what seems to have become a chronological record of post accident events through your gracious, unselfish support and comments.
During that 8 weeks I have passed deaths door, scrambled back through vivid lucid dreams, grappled with reality, finally found myself in a less than desirable condition, started coming to terms with it and realised using the power of your support as a filter, that my 37 years lived thus far have been wholesome and without regret.
I will endeavour to provide a short list of gratitude and if I miss you out please forgive me, dictation is not my forte!
To Sally, who provides me a measure of time, thank you for being so solid and loving. I realise that this is as difficult for you as it is for me yet if faced combined could be less difficult for both of us. I also want to thank my girls for their innocence and resilience.
To my Mum, stalwart and protective, realiable, frank, a reflection of me. Thank you.
To family and friends who have travelled from far - UK, Hong Kong, Switzerland, Australia and of course Zim. To Bren, Al & Lance Malloch-Brown, the Greenways & Ralphs for their assistance with the evacuation & background logistical support for Sal and the girls. To Mike for help on the financial management & for compartmentalising the way forward. To Warren for making me cry. To Nick – the IT guru & Kerry for being gracious hosts and opening your home. To Nigel, Boss & partner, thanks for teaching me to find opportunity in chaos, always. To Marc thank you for keeping me up to date on work – a visit from you always uplifts my spirits. To Simon Rothwell, I owe you more than a bottle of whiskey. To my regular visitors who are too many to mention by name but I know who you are and I look forward to your next visit. To those who follow the site, those who have me in their prayers and meditations I feel the positive energy generated by your concern and best wishes. I should also thank the staff of Milpark who contrary to my earlier beliefs are not trying to kill me!
In the next few days I will take another step and head to rehab where I am confident of making progress in every department. In the mean time lots of love from an immobile but alive and well Tom.