Great Fun!....

by The Squirrell 25. May 2011 10:52

Sadly, due to my Muscular Dystrophy, I have trouble touching

my toes! This makes foot treatment difficult and painful....

However!....."Typical Matt" style, I found a novel solution....

Get small carniverous fish to nibble off the dry and dead skin for


It was great fun, but Jane was a little nauseous to begin with!! But

after she had coped with the nibbling sensations, and the little tickles

as they all swarm, she "emerged" !!



Top recycling!......

by The Squirrell 24. May 2011 13:12

As I am now running on recycled bits, when offered

lots of scrap building wood, an accepting smile was

appropriate, and I did my bit of recycling to!

My new Heart coped admirably with a day, sawing and stacking

next winters fuel for the log stoves!!




Steroids!....BAH !!

by The Squirrell 23. May 2011 00:07

Sadly, my steriods make you fat (and HUNGRY!)

So much so, my fat arse now won't fit in my car!!...

Of my 2 options:

1) Diet heavily.

2) Saw seat in half, and make it bigger!

Which did I choose?




by The Squirrell 12. May 2011 15:50


Turns out that when Jane says "Surprise me...."

Certain, (ill thought out) "Surprises" are more unwelcome than others!!






by The Squirrell 4. May 2011 09:16

Got my "Easter Present" from my cats today!

(Awwwwwwwww!! & Unharmed!)

I asked for chocolate next year!!


I have to admit......

by The Squirrell 2. May 2011 13:54

Although I relish the days, and almost exhaust myself

on a regular basis (Just because I can!)


I have to admit...

Bed is FANTASTIC some nights!!


Goodnight followers!!


Bad Day....

by The Squirrell 1. May 2011 06:41

Whilst down in Torquay, thinking what a lucky boy I am

to have had my Heart transplant, and how lucky I am to

be able to walk along Torquays sea front....


Then I noticed someone having a REALLY BAD day....

(Look in the surf by the end of the rocks!)

We hadn't realised how BAD thier day was until the next day

at LOW tide!....




About Matt.

My name's Matt. I was born with a congenital heart defect which hampered me in my youth, and sadly became a terminal conditon recently, and beyond the (amazing) care of the BRI-Bristol Heart team.

In 2008, my condition deteriorated, to a point I was happy to see Xmas 2008. I had prepared to die.

Then in January 2009, a late night phone call from QEH-Hospital Birmingham changed my world, when they offered me a heart transplant, if I could get there pronto!!

6 months on, after a rocky start, I am still alive, thanks to them!

Read on to see how my new life is taking shape, and my adventures to date!....



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