My alarm went off at 5am on 8 July 2018 and I got up and had a breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast in preparation for a 60 mile charity bike ride from Manchester to Blackpool. My cycling partner, Beverley, arrived at my house in Lytham St Annes at 6am and we set off shortly after for Manchester with me driving. I remember none of this.
Five years on from my sudden cardiac arrest. Time seems to be on fast forward these days and my “re-birthday” has kind of crept up on me. This is seemingly in contrast to previous years where the nearer the date came the more I would think about what happened and what might of been. It’s … Read more
“So…..basically…what you’re saying is ….go away and come back in a year’s time if you’re still alive?” “Well…yes” “Is that because the paperwork would be horrendous if I pegged it on a call?” “Well…yes” And so went my first attempt, six months after my cardiac-arrest to become a Community First Responder (CFR). CFRs are volunteers … Read more