Now that I have the NDIS I am moving into independent living, where I will have the help that I need and I will be able to have a future. I’m here now and just simply waiting for the word ‘here’s the keys’.

My name is Mary. I became considerably disabled in 2009 when I was diagnosed with cryptococcal meningitis. I was told I’d never walk again, that I’d be a vegetable, that I’d eventually die of complications, that there was no hope for me. They underestimated me - I’m a tough old girl.
 
I survived, but when I finally came out of the coma I found myself pretty much abandoned in the hospital, homeless, and really disabled. And eventually my children got a room in a ward here, at an aged care facility. It was really, really a dreadful time for me. I was 58 when I came to the facility. I was told that it would be only for two or three weeks. I’m 63 now.
 
I’ve been zealous about leaving aged care. But really I just want to be alive again. Now that I have the NDIS I am moving into independent living, where I will have the help that I need and I will be able to have a future. I’m here now and just simply waiting for the word ‘here’s the keys’.
 
The best plan is to work out exactly what you want and then put that forward. It takes what people like me feel like is forever, but I don’t believe in rushed jobs. The wait is worth it because when you do get your package, you’ve got hope. You’ve got a future. You’ve really got something to look forward to.