Benjamin Button?

There‘s every chance my heart stopped in the accident and the person giving CPR got me back going.

If so, I was sort-of dead.

My recovering is therefore a bit of a Benjamin Button moment. Every day I get a little more like a person my current age. At the start I was dead. Then I was lying in bed with full care. Then I was recovering, just able to get out of bed. Eight weeks on, I still wake up sore and achey. I‘m told that what‘s getting old feels like.

I can‘t wait to get back to feeling my usual age, and then staying there as long as possible.

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