It was in 2003 that I realised there was no choice but to have dialysis treatment - by the time of the World Cup that year, I could barely walk. A year later, I finally had a kidney transplant.
Until 1998, I worked in marketing at ASB bank. I loved it.
It was like falling off a building and suddenly, bang, you hit the bottom. The first time it happened was on an ordinary day at home. I was taking down some curtains. I took one step, turned around, took another step and then I fell and hit my head hard on the rowing machine.
I thought about dying whenever I got bad news about other people.
It annoys me when people who don't know what they're talking about boo the referee.
How do I take a step? How do I lift my foot off the ground, move it through the air a little bit and then bring it down? I had to teach myself to walk again.
I have crooked toes from wearing boots that didn't fit me because that's all I could afford as a kid.