I was born in 1978 (hence the ident, Aphrael78, with 78 at the end), in Port Elizabeth, South Africa, with brittle bones. Both my arms and legs broke and re-healed in the womb. When I was born, the doctors told my mother that I would die of pneumonia before I was 2. I’m still here, and with the exception of a couple aches and pains, I’m still going strong.
And yes, I am in a wheelchair. I got my first wheelchair when I was 5 years old.
Without going into too much detail, my parents divorced when I was about 2 and my mother remarried when I was 5. We lived in King Williams Town for 9.5 years before moving back to PE. I finished school, studied for a diploma in Information Technology, a course which took me 5 years, instead of the normal 3.
I grew up wanting to be a journalist. Probably why I enjoy writing so much. But then, I would not be where I am today, had I not been persuaded to do that IT course. I would not have discovered the Internet, and chat sites. I would not have met my husband.
Marc and I met in February 2003 and married in June 2007. Without him, I would never have left home and moved to Johannesburg and started a wonderful new life.
Unfortunately, the marriage was not meant to last. My divorce was finalized in April 2010. I had already moved out and started afresh in a quad house, along with 11 other residents. What the future holds now, only time will tell.