Spinal Cord Injury

Life In A Wheelchair - The Questions You Always Wanted To Ask

Raquel Siganporia | Posted 05.10.2017 | UK Lifestyle
Raquel Siganporia

everybody banner Naturally as a newly injured child, my thoughts didn't turn to mortgages or whether I would be able to get a job. At that time, I had no concept of just how expensive having a spinal cord injury could be. I had far more pressing concerns such as:

Realising There Is Life After Spinal Cord Injury Inspired Me To Help Others

Julie Hill | Posted 02.05.2017 | UK Lifestyle
Julie Hill

One of the key ways to rebuild that independence is learning how to deal with the daily practicalities of a spinal cord injury. Knowing how to use a wheelchair properly, for example, can make such a difference to your quality of life.

Return of the Mack

Samantha Walsh | Posted 11.10.2017 | UK Lifestyle
Samantha Walsh

Working in the beauty industry in London in the late nineties and early noughties was a close-knit, glamorous affair. I use the word 'affair' partly b...

Aren't You Lucky? Or Another Birthday, Another Miracle

Mik Scarlet | Posted 27.10.2014 | UK Lifestyle
Mik Scarlet

It's actually a really big thing reaching this age. I was born with a cancer called Neuroblastoma and my parents were told that I had a maximum life expectancy of five years. They took me home and tried to enjoy the short time they though they had with me...

Flailing and Floundering

Charles Donovan | Posted 09.04.2014 | UK Lifestyle
Charles Donovan

I keep collapsing into a ball of tears, mourning my father's departure (as far as euphemisms for death go, that one is bearable, don't you think?) back in September. It was followed swiftly by that of a close friend, Kate, an accomplished artist whose personal kindnesses to me had, over the years, become impossible to keep count of.

Please Believe Me...I'm Not Back To Normal

Charles Donovan | Posted 05.11.2013 | UK Lifestyle
Charles Donovan

Late last year, I leapt into the black night air and broke my back, feet and left wrist. And how am I now? I think of things like Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder and then I reprove myself sharply. Surely PTSD is for people blown up while doing something valiant in a war. What right have I to it?