My Story...
Hi I’m Alex and I’m a marine engineer, while working out in the Caribbean in 2006 during some leisure time I went swimming and my whole life changed in an instant... I hit my head on a sand bank and broke my neck. The vertebrae at c5 fractured and c6 broke into three parts one of which damaged my spinal cord, leaving me paralysed from the chest down. More
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Never say never….

Tomorrow is another day!

Note for the world

Marine : army

Marine engineer : an engineer that works at sea

Anonymous insults are for the weak, Karma’s a bitch

11th may, catherter swap Jennifer, pain minimal A*

Ten years of this with a possible forty more, it takes a strong mind, will and patience to deal with this, stay strong through life, be your own person and face the life that “is”, dream of what could be and try to forget the “what if/if only”

Through my eyes, you’ll start to see me

I’ve sat still ten years…. ten years since I was hurt and on the very edge of death, sitting on the edge staring in… ten years gone, sitting with my base soul torn, torn from one world but not yet in the next…. be who you are for someday that too will be gone, you don’t choose these things, don’t wait… for everyday now I sit and wait….. waiting for what may never come! My soul one day a hope it will repair.. your soul so simple….. a ribbon floating away, the hope the strength…… everything you are, through it all we hold onto hope, hope for a future untold! I wait for that is all I have.. time to watch what is left fade away…

Be all you can today

The world around me passes by… as I lay here trapped in my very own prison of paralysis.. all day everyday. Hope is a funny word, held by many.. seen by few, without it, we are nothing, we have nothing!

“The smallest light shines through the darkest night”

New headings

My book for free, info needed more than cash, I need money as everybody does…. but the experience and knowledge over the past ten years, helping others where I had pain worry or confusion on what to do.. maybe at least one person can learn from my mistake!

One I re-live each and everyday all day

Over the next few weeks I’m publishing my book through here

Catherter change day, butcher in attendance

A*

The dead wont talk, but sometimes if you try hard enough, you will hear something… I died ten years back, but today here I sit, my words may not be heard by many… but to those who truly want to find me, they will! Not who you see sitting here… but the life and my soul, my energy left behind – held back and broken down each and every day in a body broken, but through all the pain… hurt.. I continue

And breathe!