Freedom (New Home)

New life begins. Michelangelo has chipped away at the marble. So, I made it, I’m now living independently in my very own apartment (obviously with constant disability support staff) but woohoo! Pretty bloody cool and I am stoked. It really does feel like I’ve jumped off a cliff.

For the last four days I suppose (which is how long I’ve been here now), it’s been this whole crazy unpacking boxes saga. I’m sure a lot of you know what it’s like to move house, it’s like this endless stream of stuff upon stuff upon stuff. Then trying to find a suitable spot for everything, searching for and discovering how things work. But you know, I’ve loved doing this, I’ve been turning this apartment into my home. A sanctuary. My life.

One other thing that’s been happening, oh man there’s been so many people around. Like for this first week I’ve intentionally over-staffed for comfort and to ensure a smooth transition, and to troubleshoot. I mean, far out, this is a pretty radical shift when comparing it to the life that I’m used to, so over-staffing was kinda safeguarding against a freak-out. Which, so far this has worked, I’ve been pretty chill. Actually, it’s like I’ve been feeling a weight lift off my shoulders (having now escaped from my old institutional life).

I’m trying hard not to look back though, onwards and upwards, but I will say this one thing – I knew it was bad only I never quite knew how bad. I had no real direct comparison. So, wow. Maybe I’ll talk about this at a later date, or maybe not, I’m trying to make a clean break.

Anyway, yeah I’m here, and oh boy I’m pretty bloody tired. The adrenaline has now worn off and the mammoth effort of moving has finally caught up – I know my dad feels the same way as well. But, I wouldn’t change a thing. I know I’m going to be happy here. I actually have a smile on my face for the first time in about five years too.

I’m starting to settle into my new routines, I’m meeting my new on-site staff team (who are all really lovely and kind, also very intrigued by my tracheostomy), then I’m also starting to rely on and trust my own personal staff team heaps more as well. Trusting staff and familiarity too, it’s been a massive factor for me in this whole transition, especially as I have way less medical back-up where I’m living now. That was always going to be a risk in leaving medical care though.

Don’t worry, be happy. Over these past few days I’ve actually been working a lot on mitigating these risks (particularly with my nursing team), plus I’ve been writing all these How To Look After Mark reference guides. From trachy dressing instructions to ways of communication when I’m not on my computer and able to type, so yeah, just heaps of stuff like this. Then on top of this, we’ve been doing stuff like calling the local ambulance department to sort all the “in case of shit show” stuff. So, it’s been a lot to think about and organise.

Breathe. Breathe. Or, if I do forget there’s always the machine to help me. Um, yeah, anyway that’s about it for today. Oh actually, one cool thing I’m forgetting, I can also turn the lights off and on here, and very soon I’ll be able to open the front door as well. Which, sure this might not seem like much to all of you who are able-bodied, only to me, well, I’m pretty chuffed with this.

It’s again reinforcing to me that (in my life and my current state of capacity) that the small wins really are the big ones. And blimey, “moving home” and living independently, I’m starting to realise just how monumental this is. I climbed Mt Everest, and in a wheelchair, haha. Holy smokes. Halleluiah. Dream on.

About Mark

For all things a day-dreamer, a larrikin and an undeniable fighter. Mark advocates for both Adversity and Lyme Disease; and boasts a real passion for green living, nutrition and organic foods. Oh and he's a quadriplegic too. This spirited life coach, with prior background in marketing & advertising, now has more recent aspirations that include becoming a published author, and a business owner too. And when well enough, Mark’s also ticking off his bucket list, and he also volunteers with the Starlight Children’s Foundation. Mark is an ACIM student, an adventurer, and a sneaker collector. His dream is to one day get better and ride a bicycle around Australia.

3 comments on “Freedom (New Home)

  1. kallie koul

    Mark how wonderful for you! It’s great to hear you have achieved your dream. May you have many happy memories ahead, and 2023 is your best year! Thank you for sharing your post as it highlights to the rest of us that anything Is possible if we persevere and have faith. It seems your team has a great attitude and will share in your adventure. Keep those punches coming, looking forward to your future posts. Cheers for now Kalli Koulouris 

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  2. Many happy returns on your new home Mark and congratulations on realising this shift in your life! The sky is the limit. If this is how 2022 is closing who knows what magic 2023 will bring. Fantastic and well deserved.

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  3. Julie Jacoby

    ALLELUIA dearest Man!!!!

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