I don’t get to change my life up the point of finding out I had Cerebral Palsy at the age of 46, but I do get to reflect on a few things.
It was assumed I wouldn’t amount to much; I wasn’t expected to have aspirations. My life was mapped out for marriage and children. And as I continued to live my life, I still didn’t know what was wrong with me.
Although I continued to live my life thinking I’d go to the grave not knowing, I wasn’t subconsciously giving up. I know that if it hadn’t been for the comment mum had made when she found out about her lung cancer diagnosis, I never would have found out about Cerebral Palsy.
Mum telling me that my birth was difficult, opened a door that had long been closed on my disability. I know that mum had been waiting in the wings and wanted me to know. It was her terminal illness that gave her the unfettered freedom to tell me.
Knowing ‘my birth was difficult’ 11 years ago opened the door on a diagnosis, and The CP Diary. My mum paved the way for me to take new steps.