The joys of waking up to screaming pain in the legs, back and hips, and having to use gas and air to get you off the bed.

It is embarrassing to have to get the ambulance service to do that and down right upsetting for me, especially considering up until some idiot in daddy’s car hit me, I was a half marathon runner. By not concentrating he is responsible for 26 years of excruciating pain.

To add insult to injury he was charged with failing to stop at traffic lights and got a 6 month ban. Me, I had to learn to walk properly again, (which is a lot slower than anyone else) and overcome a brain injury. Doesn’t seem fair really.

I suppose I am lucky …at least I got up in the end.