Humbling and inspiring
Four months ago my husband had a serious motorbike accident and was winched out of the Victorian Alps and flown to the Royal Melbourne Hospital with multiple fractures. We’d just bought a new house in a nearby town and were in the throes of renovating our old house to sell while packing up, and arranging new schools.
It was a pretty hectic time as I was working as a disaster event researcher during the day, and on edits late at night for my book coming out with Escape in October.
This morning, as my lovely, stoic husband languished in bed on high doses of pain medication after a recent follow-up operation, I reflected on the changed dynamics within our relationship as a result of his accident: of bravery, pride and coping, dependency, admiration and gratitude, exhaustion, hope and self-esteem. I imagined all these as…
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