Sometimes I think about how much effort goes into doing something that used to be so simple like swimming. Now, it requires so much more.

Read a comment after Em’s input into Deakin University Occupational Therapy 2026 accreditation-...

It’s this time of year when I notice my vision starts fading with the light. As the days get...

 At just 24 years old, I experienced a catastrophic haemorrhagic stroke caused by a complication...

Today, it has been 21 years since my stroke and as I get older, somehow this anniversary seems harder rather than easier.

I recently had a consultation with my surgeon regarding a painful screw from my craniotomy surgery 21 years ago. A screw that now feels like it is once again making its way through my skull.

The conversation around proposed NDIS changes is dominated by a single message: reducing fraud and...

There was a time when I saw assistive technology as a symbol of everything I had lost. After...

There’s a strange kind of grief that comes with insight. It’s not necessarily grief for what I’ve lost physically, but for the constant, exhausting consciousness of myself.

Last night reminded me how quickly ordinary life can turn on its head.

20 years on from my stroke recovery and tonight reminded me just how powerful teamwork can be. 

There was a time when getting into the pool meant peeling myself off a sun-warmed towel, slipping...