Life is not one story. Neither is what I’ve been writing here every day the definitive story. It’s my version of it. More, it’s one version of many of the versions I could share.

One day, maybe, I’ll be looking back at my daily accounts of Pádraig’s journey from ‘acute hospital to early rehabilitation’ and what I shared about the journey on this blog. What I have realised is that I need to write at least one other version, better two, about it: one a bit more structured and focused; the other a bit more open and less guarded.

At times I wonder how the story will end, what impact it will eventually have, whether it will leave any lasting legacy?


This morning we went to Pádraig’s gran’s anniversary mass in the ‘wig wam’, a church here in Glasnevin near where she lived. It’s also the church we got married in. We don’t go there very often these days, so when we were there today, I couldn’t help but to step back in time, remembering how I had waited there for Pat to come up the aisle, remembering my hopes and dreams and the excitement of it all. With very few exceptions, three to be exact, all my family who attended our wedding are no longer with us. A stark reminder of the one certainty in life.

After mass we had tea and the last bits of Christmas cake in Pádraig’s gran’s house with some friends and family. Pádraig was struggling a bit with the sausages but had no problems whatsoever with the chocolates. Some things just don’t change. It was nice to be altogether and to remember his gran in her house, not in a big explicit but in a quiet, intimate and very warm way – the way she was.

Got an email today from a physio in England telling me about two articles in “Frontline”, the U.K.’s Chartered Society of Physios magazine: one called Gym’s the Word and the other  Neuro gym claims it could save £60k on NHS physio service – both of which seem to confirm that physical activity, what the Royal Society of Physicians in Ireland, RCPI, calls the “wonder drug“, is not just good but absolutely necessary for anyone, even more so for anyone with a severe acquired brain injury (sABI).

And here’s the bit of news: we’ll have one in Ireland in 2017. Komme was wolle.