Osteoporosis – not a word or condition I would have paid much attention to for the first 45 years of my life. Why would I? No one in my family suffered from it, and no one I knew did either. My knowledge of the condition was minimal at best, and my awareness of its effects almost non-existent...
A young, strong, fit, active and healthy 24-year-old personal trainer, or so I thought. A career I chose to follow because of my passion for fitness & health, to help others feel good & look good. In seconds, I saw my visions crumble before me and an overwhelming sense of guilt, that I had...
This year I experienced something that I had been lucky enough to avoid over the past 10 seasons playing intercounty hurling – a serious injury. I damaged the anterior cruciate ligament in my right knee in our last championship match and the consequence was to undergo surgery...
I had a few visits to Cappagh hospital as a child. One I remember vividly was from late 1966, when I spent a prolonged time there due to a musculoskeletal condition, affecting my feet. The reason I am lucky enough to ‘remember’ is because, as I was there over Christmas, someone gave me...