Living with a disability obviously comes with its challenges but I found that many of these were mental as I came to terms with what had happened. In my head, I was worried about how I was going to raise my newborn son and how I was going to support my family.
Physically, there were changes I had to adapt to. Simple things like walking down the street and holding my partner’s hand were different. Now that my son is a bit older, I’m having to train to get out of my wheelchair and onto the floor so I can play with him, which I would never have thought twice about before.
There were also other complications. After my injury, the doctors found a cyst in my spinal cord which has caused tetraplegia (partial or total loss of function in the arms, legs, middle or pelvis). It’s affected my left arm and left me with a lack of sensation and dexterity.
I’m slowly building up as much strength as I can to compensate for the lack of mobility. It’s tough as it makes it difficult moving my wheelchair and getting in and out of it. It takes up a lot of mental space as I have to consider mobility when I go out and about or stay somewhere new. For example, a hotel will say it’s accessible on their website but when you get there, you’ll find a small step to the door and then you need to have someone strong enough to help you.
I recently went to Santorini for my cousin’s wedding and, despite there being a few challenges with the accessibility and a lot of hills, it’s encouraged me with other trips. If I can make it work there, I can make it work anywhere! Which led to me travelling by myself to meet my brother in Jamaica for a week.