Back in 2000, I was told by the consultants at Wythenshawe Hospital that I wouldn’t walk again. I fell into a state of inactivity, depression and my life would never be the same.
I also taught myself and sought out people who could help me. From the podiatrist at Lille in France to the acupuncturist in Harrogate, to the Manchester Chinese Herbalist to the Massage therapist in Leeds. I found what I needed, but most importantly, I found me.