I’ve always loved Easter - it's one of those long weekends with no kids' sport, plenty of sunshine (usually) and enough days to actually get out of town… Mmmm - Easter 2016 didn’t quite play out like this for us. Last week was Will’s best week to date. After recovering from a mystery illness that knocked him out for a full week (as in no food, drink, movement or conversation) Will rose like a Phoenix! He was up in his chair everyday, was smashing his rehab - and much to our d
This morning I was on the phone to my sister trying desperately to get my head around the reality of our financial situation. I've attempted not to do this too often since Will's accident. Whilst I've expressed my concerns to family and friends about the enormity of the costs associated with spinal cord injury (for the rest of Will's life)... I've been really trying to get by with the approach of "the universe will provide". The crazy thing is - I've simply never bought into
Gratefulness and I have not always had the best working relationship! In theory, I so get how good it is and that it can literally turn any lemon into lemonade… however, for me (prior to this accident), when it came to the crunch I would take a good pitiful whinge over gratefulness any day. Mind you - that never stopped me spruiking the benefits of daily gratitude to all who would listen… particularly my kids. Now Will doesn’t give us much at the moment. He’s pretty quiet and
I’m sitting outside Will’s room writing this post listening to barrels of laughs coming from him and his mates… literally joy to my ears! So it pains me to notify you all that (due to Doctors orders) we are having to put a ban on all visitors for the next couple of weeks. Will is simply not progressing with his re-hab and at this rate, we’ll never get him home or back to school. We’re hoping by quieting his environment and freeing up his time we can get over this next hump so
When I typically write a Will Murray Update - it pours out of me. 5 min and it’s done. No thought, no struggle… what’s in my mind leaps onto the page. Last week, someone asked me “are you putting up another post soon?” “Probably”, I replied. “I think it should be something good about Will”, they said… and in that moment my organic, honest approach to this page got swallowed up. “They’re right”, I thought. “Of course, people need to hear something good. They’re due for that… w
On Sunday it will be 7 weeks since Will's accident. Parts of this journey have been agonisingly painful and slow and at other times there has been so much going on that the time just disappears and there is not nearly enough hours in the day to get everything done. After spending 10 days in the ICU and what seemed like forever recovering from the pneumonia, infections and a raft of other challenges that have been thrown Will's way one thing that is now a constant for Will is
Only getting a birthday every 4 years means it’s pretty special when it rolls around. Will got to choose the catering with his directions being - “can you get the really cheap Coles sausages that someone would buy if they were having heaps and heaps of people over”?… so crappy sausages in white bread it was! Many people have called us “inspirational” since Will’s accident - but we’re only able to function the way we do because of Wen’s hard work and support in the background.