Hi Everyone 🙂
So today’s post is about the goals of my blog and what inspired me to begin a blog.
Once upon a time, in a galaxy far away..
Haha not really, but about 14 years ago, when I was 10 years old, i was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma, a common childhood bone cancer.
One day, out of nowhere I began limping and having minor pains in my left leg. Being a kid, my parents though nothing of it, that is until about a month later, when although the pain and limping hadn’t got much worse, it really hadn’t gotten any better either.
Very long story short, I was taken for x-rays, scans, blood tests, an MRI, and finally came back with the results of having cancer.
After 9 intense months of chemotherapy and surgeries, I came out alive on the other end.
Returning to school was difficult, and much different to what I had expected. As for me, I didn’t think I had changed much, but everyone else began to see me differently.
But school went on, then I went into high school when I was told I would need a procedure on my left leg to lengthen it as it had stopped growing. This procedure could not happen until I had finished growing and was ready to take it on.
Many years later, when I finished school and was ready, (so to speak) to put my life on hold, again I went under the knife to fix the difference of 5 cms in my leg.
The operation involved placing a rod in my femur, and by the own mechanics of my bone moving, the rod would lengthen along with the bone 5cm, and in a time frame of 8 weeks, the bone would grow in between.
Well of course, theory and practical do not always match up…
About 2 weeks after the surgery, I woke up at 3am in excruciating pain and was rushed to the local hospital.
There an x-ray was taken where it was discover that the rod had managed to expand 2.5 cms basically overnight.
I was given very strong pain killers and waited for the air ambulance to fly me to Sydney to see my surgeon.
Once I arrived in Sydney, for another week, I was administered very strong painkillers while the rod continued to expand the remaining length.
After the week in Sydney I returned home and was able to start walking again on the leg in the following weeks and even begin another job.
Fast forward 3 months and everything is going fine.
Until one day when I began to get pain but kept pushing it to the side.
I let the pain continue for another couple of weeks until it couldn’t be pushed to the side any longer.
Back to Sydney I go to see my surgeon.
Now, if anyone has ever been in a situation where it was possible to laugh and cry at the same time, you would understand the following scene.
My surgeon told me that my metal titanium rod in my leg, well it was broken.
Yeah, snapped, in half, in my femur.
I literally had no response but to laugh, which turned into tears of laughter, which then turned into tears of shock.
After I got over the shock of the news, a very soon date was booked in to fix the problem and to be told I needed another 6 weeks off work. (I had just started working in retail and it was a month before Christmas)
On the upside, this is when I had my inspiration, my ligth bulb moment to start my book 🙂
I’d always wanted to write a book, and now that I had another 6 weeks off and one hell of a story to tell, and with that, I began my book!
Well that was over 2 years ago now and I still haven’t actually finished the book.
It is still a work in progress. I have the end finished, there is just a couple of parts in the middle I’m struggling to finish.
But no hurry!
I will finish it when the time is right.
Then 10 months ago, I traveled to the United States on a contiki tour.
I spent 4 weeks on a bus with 49 other crazy travelers, some having had lots of travel experience, and others who had never been much further than their own front door.
It really opened my eyes to the fact that yes, there were other crazy people out there like myself.
People who thought outside the box, people who could look at life with a glass half full.
And the lucky part was, I got to see half of the United States with these people!
And I have to admit, I fell in love with traveling!
Seeing things and places and experiencing cultures and seeing different communities ways of life.
I knew after those 5 weeks, I had to travel more.
I had to see more and experience more.
Every single person on that bus inspired me all in their own ways.
The Walkers.. The Travelers..
Thank you fellow travelers for letting me realize my dreams.
This lead me to deciding to travel further and even go on a working holiday 🙂
Now, to follow my journey for not just others, but myself, I combined my passion for writing and traveling= BLOG
And in the words of Fitz and the Tantrums- “Ooh crazy’s what they think about me, ain’t gonna stop cos they tell me so”
Love from Little Arrow