Sky's the limit...

The recent ‘mini heat-wave’ has got me reminiscing about one of the greatest days of my life to date in June 2010. Perhaps it was being a James Bond fan that made me interested in skydiving but it was something I had always wanted to do. I was eagerly awaiting my 16^th birthday so that I could. But, if my dream was to come true, I’d have to organise a jump prior to the spinal rods being inserted in my back. I decided that I’d raise money for Great Ormand Street Hospital seems as they were the Arsenal Charity of the Season and they’d done so much for me since diagnosis.

Sunday 4^th April 2010 was the big day. Or was it? Technical issues with the plane meant that it was postponed. The new date was Sunday 18^th April 2010 but again it was cancelled, this time because of Volcanic Ash. I began to think it was never going to happen as Sunday 16^th May 2010 saw poor flying weather. I had a cut off point of when I could jump as the doctors advised me to allow a few weeks between the skydive and my op. Meanwhile, I had a bit of a scare with my heart, probably stress and anxiety, but the heart specialist gave me the go ahead.

Finally, on Sunday 23^rd May 2010, the weather was impeccable and the jump was on. There was no going back. The butterflies intensified but the beautiful sun and incredible blue sky done a lot to calm my nerves. After being strapped up, it was time for a miracle as Wheelchair Boy walked onto the plane (with a lot of assistance). As I sat down, it dawned on me what I was actually doing. The plane door slammed shut (oh no, there isn’t one mum). I waved at my family before the plane sped down the runway and began to climb up into the sky.

To be continued…

Bye for now!