I Have A Lot That I Intend

I Come Out Of Real Life.

Part Of What I Want To Do Is Sort Of Reclaim My Story - It Belongs To Me And To My Children, Who Have To Live With Whoever Their Mother Is.

Concentrate On The Things That Matter To You.

If I Had Lost A Leg, I Would Tell Them, Instead Of A Boy, No One Would Ever Ask Me If I Was 'over It'. They Would Ask Me How I Was Doing Learning To Walk Without My Leg. I Was Learning To Walk And To Breathe And To Live Without Wade. And What I Was Learning Is That It Was Never Going To Be The Life I Had Before.

My Job Is To Stay Alive Until The Medicine And Research Catch Up.