OUT ON A LIMB
It was my legs and hands - or my life
Taking in a deep breath, at the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, I was overcome with an incredible sense of pride.
It’s not an easy climb for anyone but with prosthetic legs and hands, it was a mission, I never imagined would be possible.
‘You’re so great, Mummy,’ my then nine-year-old son, Rory said.
It hadn’t been an easy journey but for the past five years, I’d fought to be the best mum I could be for my son.
It all started back in May 2013. I was making the most of spending every day with Rory, then four, before
