G'day everyone!!! I hope you're all having a brilliant week! Rehab as an out-patient is going well, I'm at a different clinic, but the team there seems to be pretty awesome. I've been surfing three times, which has been unreal. I saw a neuro surgeon on Friday and he told me I'll make a full recovery which I'm pretty stoked about!!!

I saw a shoulder specialist on Monday and I'm going in for a bit of shoulder surgery on Friday, nothing serious, just a bit of cleaning up cartlidge and maybe a couple of tears. He explained that the shoulder had tried to dislocate itself but the muscles had stopped it, so you can imagine the sholdler joint as a ball and socket, the ball has punched out at the socket and shattered it a bit. At least I think... I didn't really understand what he was talking about. Surgery should help though!!!

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Today I was discharged! Or released, as the other patients refer to it as, but come on, it is sort of like parole. So I'm takin' the next step. It's been a tough week.



This was me this morning in my rehab room, you can't see it, but on the left side of my head there's this one hair which is longer, over 5cm! Stoked!

Well I'm in rehab still, but they lemme come to mum and dad's again today... It is a wee bit depressin' when you realise the thing you are really looking forward to on the weekend will be going to the supermarket with your mum but when it all comes down to it, its all good and I'm bloody lucky. Rehab is going well, they are gonna discharge me next Friday. I feel like I'm makin' progress. Thanks also to all the people still visiting me, you're so bloody sweet.

A day at rehab... (Well this was yesterday)
breakfast group: a bunch of patients with a few Occuptaional Therapists overseeing eat breakfast together and do Quiz Master outta the paper.

music therapy: last week I got to hit bongo drums and walk around with bells on mey feet but this week the therapist let me write the words to a song and then she put some Greenday chords to it and sang it to me... Watch this space for the mp3 version!!!

physio: Riding the exercise bike, the cross-trainer, having me shoulder pushed around by my therapist and a student whose having a bit of a learn and some more.

lunch group: cooking under the supervision of the Occupational Therapists, I made a stirfry, it was real good.

hydrotherapy: Its in the 35 degrees pool which I've been stoked about because being hot is meant to make ya hair grow faster, I balenced on a pole thing, pretended to be a piece of seaweed, swam laps and some more.

Balence group: well its balencing exercises and some leg strengthening ones too, I'm the case study of post-grad student so she does a lot with me.

Basically all is gnarly, except that I've been told I won't be allowed to go surfing for 6 to 12 months... I cried. No basketball, skatboarding or bike riding either. I've been moved to rehab which is a bit different, A wee bit less lying in bed all day. Loads of balencing exercises which is alrite, but the ones with ya eyes closed are kinda killer! I'm at the Epworth rehab in Richmond on Bridge Road. If you are keen for a visit feel free... 4 - 8 week days and 12 - 8 weekends. I'm currently in ward NS2... maybe check with Amie or Nic or someone and grab me number to make sure I'm around, or text me on 0402 846 185. I am struggling with how bloody cold it is in Melourne right now!

I hope all is going well for everyone, you are all so kind. xoxo

G'day! It's me, Flic! A 23y/o Australian who recently decided that a trip to Africa with my new pushbike Edward was on the cards! I've never really refered to myself as a cyclist before (in fact I don't think anyone has ever refered to me as a cyclist) and so, since buying Edward 3 weeks ago it's been a pretty steep learning curve. I've been dabbling in puncture repair, avoiding deraileurs, discovering where various countries in Africa are, being enlightened on AK47 operation, realising that many serious cyclists don't wear underwear underneath their shorts (now you too can play the rather entertaining "is that cyclist wearing panties?" game), and lets not forget the gruelling 35km preparation I've clocked up...

This afternoon in 39 degree heat (thats 108 or there abouts kiddos) I'll be wrestling Edward into a box and heading out to Tullamrine Airport in Melbourne to board a plane bound for Cairo, Egypt (with a cheeky little stopover in Dubai - my first Emirate - en route). From Cairo, Egypt I'll be heading vaguely south towards Dar Es Salaam, Tanzania - a rather rough plan I know. I anticipate that one of my main modes of transport will be my pushbike. But lets face it, I'm an exceedlingly amateurish cyclist (!!!) who may well find that Edward and I have irreconsilable difference, and be consequently forced to leave Edward on the side of the road. If this is the case, feel free to laugh at me, but please don't rub it in too much!

Anyway if you think you may be interested in knowing whats going on, and maybe even seeing some photos(!), check back from time to time, and please, leave a comment! At this stage I should probably warn you that I'm prone to exaguration. I may indeed stretch the truth to make my achievements sound more impressive and myself more interesting, but hey, whats a few small exagurations between friends right? In addtion, if you're a spelling or grammer fanatic, you probably shouldn't bother sticking around, because I'll undoubtedly piss you off no end with my childish mistakes!