The day after surgery, to everyone’s relief, there was a flicker of movement in one of his toes. Information was getting through and that was all he needed. Every day since we have been by his side celebrating every bit of progress but nobody more so than my Mum. Throughout all of this, she has taken an unpaid career break from work to become his fulltime carer/physiotherapist. Staff shortages are a pretty big issue throughout the hospital, so with her being there every day, it has made a world of difference to his recovery and mental health.

While his grit and determination have been nothing but inspirational, he’s only human and the ordeal continues to take its toll. Neither he or my Mum will admit, but finances are becoming a concern and I know that with your support, we can help alleviate that. So please use the box below to Donate anything you can and as a thank you, you’ll receive 20 of my Dad’s botanical sketches. Any help will truly be appreciated.