I remember when you started to get a bit better in Oxford towards the autumn of 2016.  We were able to start getting out more often.  We went to the park, to charity shops in Headington, to the visit Kirsty in college and we went swimming.  I thought you were so brave to go swimming, ignoring anyone staring at your scarred arms and legs.  And you were such a strong swimmer!  You powered up and down that pool in Oxford so fast, no-one would have guessed that you had not been able to swim in over a year.  I think that you loved the feeling of freedom it gave you.