Sometimes you just gotta let it go, because if you don’t you’ll just end up becoming something that’s not you. I just watched “The Doctor Who Makes People Walk Again?” which is a documentary about…here, have the official synopsis, it’ll explain it alot better than I would:
Vic, an Englishman, is one of hundreds of patients with motor neurone disease or spinal cord injuries that are travelling to Beijing for an operation that would be banned in the west. The operation is conducted by Dr Huang Hungyun, a man that some have hailed as miracle doctor and others have labelled a maverick. What Dr Huang does is the most controversial and pioneering procedure on the planet. He injects olfactory cells taken from aborted foetuses into the patient’s brain or spine. Dr Huang claims to have restored functions that Western doctors said were lost forever.
Sounds pretty….iffy doesn’t it? It does to me, and I’m on the other side of the table – I’ve been a permanently disabled T10 paraplegic for the last 10 years and to me, that whole thing smells so wrong on alot of levels. I can’t speak for everyone though, I’m not clinging onto false hopes and flashy offers like alot of people (and alot of people I know myself). The doco showed Vic and his family as they went through their stint at the Beijing hospital and the overwhelming thing I couldn’t help but shake my head at was how he and his wife just could not, they could not come to terms with the fact this was life now, their lives are dramatically different from how things where before and they couldn’t deal with that. The guy has 2 small kids, if he’s going to die within in the next two years wouldn’t it better to spend a small fortune and pack as much as you can into those years? So their memory of their dad isn’t one that’s tainted with false hopes. Thier mother had told them that after the surgery “he’d walk again” Well….the surgery came and went, and guess what didn’t happen? I know that my disability is different from motor neurone disease but I can still speak from experience and those kids are going to grow up thinking that a disability is the end of the world, which is just wrong. If you can just accept it, you’ll be fine. Which is probably pretty hard for people to swallow, I think I was kind of lucky in a way I was only 14 when it happened and I don’t think I missed out on much that I couldn’t do later on in my life, or not do at all and not be worried because I wasn’t missing out on much. I think if you’ve lead your life and in you’re in your 30’s or 40’s its a much harder road to hoe but it’s not impossible. There’s just no way you could honestly sit there and believe that this ‘miracle’ is going to help you, you just can’t. I think somewhere along the line good intentions and dollar signs got mixed up and now it’s more of “hey come to China and give us 50,000 American dollars and we’ll fix you, sure, I guess” But I could be wrong there, maybe the doctors truly do believe that they’d doing the right thing, but I just think it’s a way for them to prey on people, who can’t help themselves.
Somewhere along the line you have to have a serious hard look in the mirror and say ‘okay, yeah this isn’t the best thing that’s happened to me but I have alot more in me’ Which I’m assuming for anyone with a disability just sounds like me banging on the same old drum but I think there is a large percentage of people with disabilities that need to hear that. And probably would benefit from just talking to someone, not councilers or anything but someone else that’s been in the same spot they’re in. It’s hard, and it’s pretty scary but theres so much more to life. The guy in the doco, and the other people featured in the doco where the kind of people that I hate to be associated with, theres only so many times you can see a down on his luck cripple, down in the dumps before you just say “yeah, they’re all like it” or “geez, his life must suck” If you want to see people with disabilities thriving, look at the elite athletes – those guys make me want to suck my gut in. You can’t tell them that their lives are shitty because frankly they have lives most able bodied people would probably be a little jealous of. But sports aside what I’m grasping at it that your life is yours to lead and you’re allowed to hope and dream that one day you’ll be “normal” again but the rest of the time you need to reach down, somewhere, wherever you have too and suck it up. Put it aside and get on with your life, for however long you have left. I think one of the things that really just gets to me is how it’s so widely accepted that disability = end of your life (that and disability = asexual) but again, going back to the athletes, those guys are proof that nothing ends. I think maybe I’m trying to get at attitude, your attitude to how you filter things through your brain. I think if you meet me, for 5 minutes you’ll get the impression that I really don’t care about it, I’ve got so much more happening, and to do that I really don’t think it’s an issue. It’s just how life is now and thats that. It does not matter. And I can think of a handful of people that have the same attitude, and are great people who aren’t defined because of physical impairments. And I also know a handful of people that are in the same boat as Vic and his wife, just stuck…they’re stuck in the same spot they were as when it happened, they can’t get over it and they spend their lives caught up in this cycle. The sun rises and sets and they get older but they can’t climb over that hill. A friend of mine, a good friend of mine has actually had the olfactory surgery mentioned above, and it didn’t work, and I’m certain he’s not the only person that it failed on. It’s almost like there is party lines drawn, down one side you have the desperate and deluded and on the other side you have the people that just are made of stronger stuff and moved forward. It’s just so disheartening, you just want to get them and shake some sense into them, and make them see that there is so much more to it then being being stuck in a chair, theres countless people in worse situations that can deal.
It just gets to me when I see people like that painting people with disabilities in such a negative, ugly light. And you rarely ever see the other side of it, which makes me angry, it just reinforces the sad looks I get, or the pat on the shoulder from the random eldery person at the shops, etc. I’m happy to work twice as hard to prove that I have something to offer but when the general consensus is we’re ‘broken’ its like the finish line just keeps getting moved further away – and I get quite vocal about the whole thing, I want to yell at people and shake them into sense and reason and point them in the direction of people who have done so many awesome things with their lives, while sitting down. I’m certainly not superman, far from it, I’m just a guy. And I think I’ve finished this, I just wanted to get a few things out there
Sometimes you just gotta let things go, and regardless of what happens the world is still your oyster.






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Hey Rhys. I have been a T5 para for 9 years now and I couldn’t agree with you more. Life does not end when massive injury or illness strikes. I mean, yeah sure, life changes a hell of a lot, but you really learn who you are and what you are made of.
I’ve seen the doco you speak about and I just felt really sorry for Vic, his kids and his wife. Yes, partly cos the operation was unsuccessful, but also cos their blind optimism was given a huge smack in the face with reality. I do believe that one day spinal cords will be able to be repaired, but I am not clinging onto that day. I am lucky and grateful for the fact that I can live independently and not have to rely on others every day so maybe I can afford the luxury of not having to cling to that hope. Of course, I want my spine repaired and me able to enjoy all of the things life has to offer, but I am mindful of all the things I have learned and achieved as a result of my accident. I am definitely a stronger person for it.
I do have to say though that the image of a “healthy” or “well adjusted” person with a disability all revolving around sport does tend to annoy me. Sport can play a huge part in rehabilitation and I have benefited from it myself. However, sport is not everything. Maybe its the Australian culture we live in or something else, but it annoys me when it becomes the sole focus in “getting better”. I aspire to being a designer, a conceptual artist, to play in a band, marry the woman I love and have a fantastic family life. Achieving these things are important to me and play a big part in making me get up every morning and face whatever life gives me that day.
I too get the sad looks from others, the condescending smiles and the pats on the shoulder when people think its amazing I can do something like go to the shops. Often people don’t know how to relate or know what to say. But I am in the same boat. Just cos I might share the same injury with someone, its not some sort of club I have joined, so I too am confronted with someone’s disability when meeting them for the first time and I try to recognise the person, not the disability.
Oh, while I think of it, one thing that REALLY shits me, and this happened again just the other day, is when I am out at shops with some able bodied friends, for instance, and some sales staff look right past me and talk directly to my friends as though I am not there or unable to understand the conversation. They even continue to talk right at them when they learn that its me who is actually interested in buying something. I mean, WTF!
I’m not sure where I am going with this but your post really struck a chord with me. There are some things and people I have had to let go of that I have found to be much, much more difficult than coping with my injury. That is life though. Still, I can still be blissfully happy when just listening to music with the sun on my face or just drinking a cup of tea. I have my moments but so does everyone. My injury does not define me – but I had to decide that. Oh yeah – and letting go.
I am a big fan of your artwork and maybe I will post some of my stuff online one day too. Keeping on doing what you doing!
Hey Alex,
That reply made my post feel worthwhile. I had a moment after I posted it thinking it would come off sounding preachy but, it didn’t. I agree with you about Vic and his wife getting smacked in the ace hard with reality. You could see it coming, and I think they did too you could see them getting less and less “this is going to work” and turning more into “what have I gotten myself into” and that was a little tough to see but they needed to get the smack, and in the end they kind of rolled it off and went back to how they were anyway. Interesting doco, but they always just become set up for a fall, so to speak.
The well adjusted disabled sportmen/woman does actually grind my gears a little too, now I think about it. I know some great people, and frankly some real whinger sore loser types as well, sport was a huge part of my life for many, many years – not as rehab but merely because I enjoyed the sport but doing what I do full time now is incredibly more satisfying.
I learned something about you that I never knew, and gained an infinite amount of respect for you with it, I’m so glad you replied to the post and that you got it. Letting go is the key. Life certainly has harder things to deal with than coping with an injury, theres a slew of curveballs you get thrown along the way
I don’t know about you, but I feel a whole lot better after this post
And definitely, you should start posting your wares online
i got a message for huang, you little slimey sucker.
gimme my 30g back. im gunna bite his balls off if i ever go back to china lol.
but in saying that, its our own choice and i chose so, wear it quad.
india’s looking good?
You’re right, it’s our choices either way and if you want to bite this mans most likely tiny balls off I’d probably pay very decent money to see it and cheer you on in the process