Paulo Henrique Machado
has lived almost his entire life in hospital. As a baby he suffered
infantile paralysis brought on by polio, and he is still hooked up to an
artificial respirator 24 hours a day. But despite this, he has trained
as a computer animator and is now creating a television series about his
life.
The Brazilian's first memories are of exploring the hospital he has lived in for 45 years by wheelchair.
"I explored up and down the corridors, going into the rooms
of other children that were here - that is how I discovered my
'universe'," he says.
"For me, playing football or with normal toys wasn't an option, so it was more about using my imagination."
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SIDE ATTRACTIONS:: A BABY BORN WITHOUT A SKUL
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Machado's mother died when he was two days old, and as a baby
he contracted polio - the result of one of the last big outbreaks of
the disease in Brazil.
Ligia Marcia Fizeto, Machado's nursing assistant, began working in
the hospital - Sao Paulo's Clinicas - shortly after he arrived.
"It was very sad to see all those children, all lying there immobilised in their beds, or with very little movement," she says
In the 1970s, children with polio were encased
in a "torpedo" - a body-encasing iron lung - and doctors at the
hospital gave grim assessments of the children's prospects. Few in the
"polio ward" were expected to reach adolescence - their life expectancy
was just 10 years.
With very limited mobility, Machado's world formed around the friends he made on the ward.
"There was me, Eliana, Pedrinho, Anderson, Claudia, Luciana
and Tania. They were here for a good length of time too, more than 10
years," he says.
With the innocence of childhood, he never imagined that they
would be parted. But by 1992, some of the children had begun to
deteriorate - one by one, his friends began to die.
"It was difficult," says Machado. "Each loss was like a
dismembering, you know, physical… like a mutilation," he says. "Now,
there's just two of us left - me and Eliana."
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