Category Archives: I am a polio survivor
My First Pandemic
By Anonymous Our last Polio pandemic was from the mid-1930s to 1956. Anyone here in Quorn born much earlier than 1956 will remember it, probably vividly. The US bacteriologist, Jonas Salk, … Continue reading →
Embraced by it long before understanding of anything around
By Sajid Hossain Yes, I’ve survived! Thanks to the Almighty for such caring parents, grandparents and uncles who did everything within their reach to help me. I was mischievous but not … Continue reading →
Walk This Way
By Suzanne Brigham Contracting polio at 13 months of age (66 years ago) had more of an impact for my family in the first 16 years than me. I knew nothing … Continue reading →
Believe in Yourself
By Maureen Maloney I am starting my story from March 2020 when the Corona virus Pandemic began. Isolation, not seeing loved ones, fear and of the unknown and death all seemed … Continue reading →
“Change of life” – at 20 months!
By Jen Pretty (Rev.) I have no memory of this place, although I lived here for 6 weeks many years ago, when I was only twenty months old. I have invited … Continue reading →
The after
By Colin Ogilvie Just a few words that express my problems seventy years after. Quite often, roughly monthly, severe aches (pain) occurs in various sections of the body which have been … Continue reading →
Beware of operations
By Jessie McKay I contracted polio when I was 3 but didn’t get the symptoms of post polio until I was well into my 60’s I am writing this to make … Continue reading →
Poetry and other things
By Bob Cowley I was a happy and popular toddler. Then, just after my third birthday, I got polio. I had it for eighteen months – confined to bed, hours of … Continue reading →
Polio Schmolio
Thankfully at age 16 the doctor declared that nothing further could be done and I put the very unpleasant experience to the furtherest place in my mind. I studied visual arts … Continue reading →
“I saw the birth of the Paralympics games – but they were not called that then.”
By Sheila King In about 1946/7 I was a patient at the Stoke Mandeville Hospital. Nearly all patients in the ward I was in were there for the long term. The … Continue reading →