3: When Might it be Appropriate to Start Calling Him Hoppy?

The first few days after waking up to find my leg had been amputated were surreal. I wasn’t really getting my head around it properly and only ever acknowledged what had happened to make a few jokes.
Eventually though, the time came to lift the sheets…

2: The Heart of the Matter

Raging rapids, heart tugging revelations, hollow legs and cross species karaoke.
It was when I was fifteen that I finally realised my condition wasn’t going to be just a minor annoyance in the background of my life.
My health had gradually been declining and after a visit to the hospital they realised…