Richard Bradley

And I basically just gave him my situation and he immediately hooked me up with a surgeon in Perth, Dr. Jeff Ecker.

Just ride out this 48 hours.

Don't take painkillers.

Take the antibiotics and fill your days and your thoughts with what can we do to proactively progress this in the direction that we want to go.

My superpower most certainly will be no matter how bad a situation gets, I can find the good in it.

I've been involved with two jobs with fatalities, so I've seen what a bad day at the office looks like when you get caved in and have your life squashed out of you.

The fact that you can sit here and even ask yourself,

that could it be worse, is in itself a reason to say that you're in a better place than if you're dead.

I wasn't accepting it.

I wanted to be the strongest and most positive mental outlook I could muster.

Yeah, getting out was a bit of a victory as far as I can tell.

It was the next victory.

I got my kit together and got a photo with Marty and Sando and said, thank you very much for getting me through it.

And I walked off the boat onto an ambulance.

The ambulance took me to Karratha Hospital.

The local GP surgeon there took one look at my arm.

It was just like, man, this is out of my league.

The surgeon was waiting there, very amiable chap by the name of Jeff and he was dressed up in West Coast Eagles, the local football team colours and the hospital was right next to the footy field and he allayed all my feels.

He looked at it and he said, listen mate, I can't tell you what the outcome's going to be but we are going to give it our best shot.

I'm just going to go watch the Eagles beat the Dockers and by the time I get back you will be knocked out and in surgery and we're going to go to work and see what you've got there.