Martin Pistorius, a normal child with an interest in electronics, grew
up in South Africa, but at the age of 12 a mysterious illness began to
take hold of him. His symptoms started small: First he developed a sore
throat, then he began sleeping most of the time, and eventually he lost
his ability to move entirely.
(Martin pictured far right, front)
Doctors believed Martin suffered from cryptococcal meningitis. They were
unable to help him, so they sent him home with his parents and told
them they should care for the boy until his death.
He became a prisoner in his own body...
At home the family developed a procedure for caring for Martin. The
parents bathed him, fed him, and flipped him every 2 hours to make sure
he didn't develop bedsores. During the day they sent him off to a care
center. Two years into his coma, Pistorius began slowly to regain
consciousness, and by the time he was 16 he became fully aware of his
situation; however, he was still not able to move his body at all. It
would be 10 more years before he was able to communicate with anyone.
At home the family developed a procedure for caring for Martin. The
parents bathed him, fed him, and flipped him every 2 hours to make sure
he didn't develop bedsores. During the day they sent him off to a care
center. Two years into his coma, Pistorius began slowly to regain
consciousness, and by the time he was 16 he became fully aware of his
situation; however, he was still not able to move his body at all. It
would be 10 more years before he was able to communicate with anyone.
Martin spent his days with employees who cut corners with his care and abused him.
In his own words:
“It
was horrific. Of course they [Martin's parents] felt dreadful when they
eventually found out and my father Rodney reported what happened but of
course everyone denied it and as a result I have never had justice.
People in the care home would pull my hair making my eyes water, the
metal spoon would crash against my teeth as they forced food into my
mouth.
“When it made me sick they’d shout and scream at me. I knew if
I cried it would only make it worse. I would be forced to drink
scalding tea or fed until I was sick, then I’d be slapped, shouted at,
made to feel worthless, then would come the sexual attacks from women
who were supposed to be looking after me. One woman would come into the
room and straddle me and simulate sex with me and touch me
inappropriately. Nothing made me feel more powerless, I longed to run
away.”
Martin was forced to watch endless re-runs of
children’s cartoon Barney the Dinosaur which itself
became a form of torture.
Martin recalls that another lesser form of torture was the countless
hours he spent, wheelchair parked in front of a TV, being forced to
watch Barney reruns ad nauseam. His most painful moment was when his
mother visited his room and quietly told him,
'I hope you die.'.
And then Martin began to attempt methods to engage his thoughts. Through these attempts he was
able to slowly make neurological developments. When he was 25 (2001), he
was much improved and his therapist began to notice Martin's attempts
at communication.
As soon as people noticed he was functioning they began to help him. And
as soon as he felt able, he set his mind to learning, trying to make up
for lost time. He began to achieve miracles: First, he learned how to
communicate through voice of a computer, then he went to school and got a
degree, he married, started his own web design company, learned to
drive, and even wrote a best selling book called Ghost Boy.
![Life partners: Martin and Joanna shortly after their engagement](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_u1bqNe-IIIuYZY5TzcrYD9_C7q5puWRxYlTMPD2t-daLXX1m3II_sg-FrBADRLciuCwkaPFlgBTCVAlBy0HwrdjaNdejI-g0gmROVe3u9lCZ6UbTSZcK6hIhISLV6EyIxo494FDPJq4FJz4n88fABevGXifljKGWmOXr4P=s0-d) |
Life partners: Martin and Joanna shortly after their engagement
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Now his story is so much famous that he is hoping a Hollywood film to be filmed over his life story and he and his wife are hoping to be played by Matt Damon and Cameron Diaz. :)
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