I've just been looking through the Testimonials on the
http://www.36grayslane.co.uk/testimony.html?x=69&y=10 page... It's not often I get a lump in my throat, but I feel for this lady, her kids , her husband... and anyone else in her situation...
April the 10th 2006 became the day my family’s life changed forever.
That fateful night I received a phone call telling me that my husband had been involved in an anti-tank mine explosion and that I should prepare for the worst. A short while later my husband got the chance to phone me and tell me he was OK and alive but that he couldn’t move from the neck down, and had a small hole to the side of his head.
I spent a horrible night crying and feeling very alone, and feeling like my whole world had come to an end. My 6 year-old daughter awoke to find a mother beside herself and to be told that "Daddy has had an accident and at the moment can’t move his arms and legs but that we are going to work our hardest to fix him". Her response of "Is Daddy going to die?" will haunt my to the last day of my life.
My husband was flown home the following day to Selly Oak Hospital, where I had been taken to meet him. He was checked over and we were told that he had broken his neck in 5 places and to be honest he was lucky to still be here - had he not been a paratrooper and so fit he would have died as his chest-wall muscles were paralysed. He would be on a life support machine till that was fixed.
After a hard and testing week at Selly Oak, he was taken to Oswestry Spinal Hospital, where he stayed for 6 months. We were told he would need 6 weeks of total bed rest (strapped down), then he would have to work at sitting up and that we wouldn’t know if he was ever to walk again.
This 6 weeks turned into 11, which for a fit man was very hard and emotional for him to cope with and for me to watch. All this time I was driving from Cambridge to Wales every weekend with 2 children.
The day he got to sit up was a very strange day, because of the trauma to his body but also because we were warned that sitting up could paralyse him from the shift of weight. Each inch he sat up we waited with baited breath, as by this point he had been moving his legs and some fingers a little. This stage was one of the hardest of all but the sit up went well and he was finally out of bed.
He went through rehabilitation for another 3 months at Oswestry, making a brilliant recovery, which was made faster as the hospital gave us a flat to live in at weekends, to be a family.
He left hospital in September 2006 in time for the army move to Woodbridge. He got to be with his children and wife, which meant the world to him, yet was made all the harder by this great metal wheelchair that he had to get used to, and the fear of what his life was to become.
He started at Headley Court soon after we moved, spending 4 weeks there and 4 weeks at home. He would come on great at Headley Court, but do really well at home because the want to be with his children and play with them pushed him on each and every day, even on the days when he was so sad and fed up with his life.
Headley Court has been a great place for him to go to gain strength and be with one of the lads who was with him when he got hurt. He is now able to walk, although distance is limited and he has also lost the use of his left hand and suffers from different spinal syndromes. A lot of his recovery has been as a result of his time at Headley Court.
I had to take my girls to visit Headley Court one day to pick their dad up. Upon getting there we sat in the living room area waiting for him. When the lads came back from physio in the pool, the sight that we were greeted with was one that saddened me and upset my daughter. Men with arms, legs, eyes, parts of their heads missing and in wheelchairs are not sights a 6 year-old and a 3 year-old should ever have to see. But when you don’t have a place to go as a family, what else can you do?
My children and my husband would have loved to have been able to be together during this time at Headley Court, but there wasn’t anywhere to go to be together without having my child not be able to look these men in the eye because of the fear and sadness she was feeling.
If this house had been available to us it would not only have helped my children and my husband, it would have helped us to re-become a family, as on that day of the 10th of April, my family as it had been was destroyed. We have to move on as a new family with new constraints and that is something that only time can heal.
I only wish that if the people who are objecting to this house could spend 5 minutes in our lives and put their children through what mine have been through: they would be ashamed and disgusted at themselves I’m sure.
Laura Bertin
Many thanks again for all your work – what you are doing, it means a lot.