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| As many of you know, on 29th July 1998, my world came to an end. At the age of 39, I went from being a successful computer sales manager to a wheelchair bound tetraplegic in a matter of seconds. I was in a road traffic accident that has left me paralysed from the chest downwards and, whilst I can move one arm slightly, I have no use in my hands whatsoever. |
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| I spent a total of nine months in spinal units in Wakefield and Salisbury and, on leaving hospital, in April 1999, I lived with my parents for three years in the very cottage where my Dad was born. |
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| Access here was very restricted but life was very happy and I was so pleased to have been able to share those years with my Dad before he, sadly, passed away in April last year. |
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| It also gave me time to find out more about environmental control systems, computers and the like before moving to my own home in July last year. |
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