The real life story of a boy with an incurable lung disease, and his seemingly impossible dream to overcome it. His self-belief resulting in the realisation of his dream.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Children's Hospital memories

One of my earliest memmories as a patient at the Adelaide Children's hospital, was a a very young child about the age of 4 or 5. I was in the old "Princess ward I think it was called positioned on the far notth-western corner of the site. I was in a cot with an oxygen mist tent covering the entire cot.The idea of the oxygen tent was to moisten the thick mucus that was slowly engulfing my little lungs.I had woken up & completely drenched from the vapour.No matter how loud I cried, screamed or complained no-one would remove me from this "wet" environment.These were obviously not good days & memmories of growing up with Chronic Cystic Fibrosis.Alas eventually due to my not stop complaining I was finally freed from my wet imprisment, dried & given new dry P.J's So began the early days & beginning of the Legend of the Brad Taylor Story.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi Brad, I just found you had a blog! Are you and Kaye going to the Games? I was looking forward to catching up with you both, but I can't see your names on the list. Hope everything's going well, Jacqui (Imogen's mum)