The World I Fell Out Of
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Andrew Marr. The World I Fell Out Of
Copyright
Dedication
Contents
Foreword by Andrew Marr
Prologue
Farewell Happy Fields
Put Your Finger in the Crow’s Nest
Swallow Diving from the Seventh Floor
The Angels of Mons
Pollyanna Syndrome
This Way Madness Lies
Aunt Averil and the Hidden Army
Home
A Lost Body
Just Like a Woman
Of String Girths and Running Martingales
When Melly Met Nelly
In Bed with a Walrus
Am I Human or am I Dancer?
A Pocketful of Diamonds
Epilogue
Specialist Spinal Notes
Acknowledgements
About the Author
About the Publisher
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Afternoon gym was also becoming less unfamiliar. I was starting to recognise faces and understand the rhythm of therapy. The gym was two large spaces linked by a glass divide, and equipped with about ten pale blue physiotherapy plinths, which raised and lowered electronically. To a layman’s eyes, the landscape was hard to interpret, more like a medieval torture chamber than anything. There were standing frames and tilt tables beribboned with heavy-duty Velcro straps to bring paralysed people upright, jutting pulleys for carrying arm and leg slings, hooks hanging from mesh cages suspended over more plinths, two sets of parallel bars, a conveyor-belted machine with robot legs and a harness suspended over it, and various arm and chest weight machines. Plus, splendidly, like a piece of modern art, half a car – a Fiat cut off in front of the windscreen, which was attached nose-in to the glass partition. That was for the future, for those of us who were able. We could learn to transfer into driver or passenger seats, practising for a life outside.
Everywhere I looked, I saw devices I could not understand but was desperate to try. My desire to get better was atavistic.
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