Now that my hoists are both being replaced I started thinking about all I'd been through with them. I first remember using them when I was ten, when everything was new and it came with a blue sling that had metal attaching hooks. I remember falling out of an inferior sling thankfully not hurting myself! I've had thousands of baths and bed time routines through happy and sad times.
Extract;
.....hooks the grey sling surrounding my body onto the metal crossbar hanging from the hoist and I’m raised up into the air. My arms are carefully positioned on my legs so that my shoulders won’t hurt. Next I’m moved over my wheelchair by the touch of the button and carefully lowered in......
Here's to more memorable moments to come when my new hoists get installed! Read more about my hoisting memories in my book DMD LIFE ART & ME!
EBOOK available here; https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/69702
Available on Amazon USA here; http://www.amazon.com/DMD-Life-Art-Ian-Griffiths/dp/1907652337/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1288120811&sr=8-1
Available on Amazon UK here; http://www.amazon.co.uk/DMD-LIFE-ART-AND-ME/dp/1907652337/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1288105302&sr=8-1
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My new Ebook Poetic Diversions available to buy here; https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/206857
Foreword
I’m Ian Griffiths from South Wales. This book is a story of my life so far up to the age of twenty five years. I live with and suffer from the ill effects of DMD which stands for Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. It is a severe muscle wasting disease and a life limiting terminal illness. It won’t kill you in six months in the traditional sense of ‘terminal’, but it’s far crueller than that, it steals every muscle in your body first and then kills you, anywhere up to the age of thirty. There have been cases of men living past that into their forties and fifties but only with drastic interventions such as ventilators and tracheotomies, more on this can be found by reading on.
I hope to cover a few things in this book, from a history of my childhood years to a more detailed history from sixteen years onwards and finally onto my current problems and triumphs. At times things I write may make you smile or may make you pause and think about the seriousness of life with this devastating disease. I really hope there will be a cure but currently for us supposedly ‘older’ guys with DMD (over twenty one), there seems very little hope. If I don’t see a cure in my lifetime, I hope my campaigning helps in some way bring it about for future generations, so another child won’t have to see their body wither and die before their time.
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