Four months before the wedding day, David’s carer left us. So whilst we searched for the perfect replacement, I became David’s full time carer….which believe me, is pretty intense and sometimes exhausting. Life with David is never dull but I was trying to manage my own work, wedding plans, gym………………………………….
Better late than never – things get super hectic when you get married apparently! Anyway, here I am again, with more ramblings about life with a grumpy tetraplegic and mutterings about marriage. I mentioned in my last blog about the TV company that had approached us about filming the wedding…..well,………………………………….
We had been together just over 2 years. Everything was going really well; so the more rational amongst you might ask the question: “Why rock the boat?”. Why not just carry on living together happily? I know how much getting married means to Nicky, and I love her very much.………………………………….
Friday 27th November; my life changed forever. It started as your average Friday. David’s carer came in at 8am to get him up and I went off to the gym. Nothing unusual. I came back from the gym and spent 4 hours on the phone trying to get tickets for………………………………….
Waiting for Nicky to arrive for our first date evoked a lot of emotions, but mainly excitement, trepidation, and hope. It was exciting because we had already spoken and messaged each other a lot, and I was looking forward to meeting this bubbly person properly. Obviously our paths had crossed………………………………….
One evening in June 2013 I was sat in my armchair, half watching TV, probably drinking a glass of red wine, and scanning through the profiles of people on Match.com. I tended to find that anybody I expressed an interest in had no interest in me, so after quite a………………………………….
It’s 17 weeks until we get married. 17 WEEKS!!!! How did that happen?!? We’ve still got so much to organise, but recently life has been revolving around sailing and our trip to the World Championships in Holland. David finished in 7th overall (pretty amazing stuff! He thinks he should have………………………………….
I believe I promised you all that I would tell you a bit more about a private side of our life. I’m not sure if I can make a blog post about sex funny and interesting whilst retaining an air of dignity, but I’ll gave it a go! Back in………………………………….
Just like anyone else, we love going away: fancy hotels with glitzy restaurants, romantic evenings watching sunsets on the beach, breakfast in bed and a shower big enough to Zumba in? Yup, all that and more! But the reality is that going away for us, is considerably more complicated. At………………………………….
I’ve never been one for sitting around and grieving a loss, even when it comes to death. Although inside I am filled with emotion and sadness, I am always pragmatic and realise that sometimes there is nothing that you can do about things, so you just have to get………………………………….
