You know how sometimes you go looking for people from your past wondering what they’re up to at the moment? Imagine my surprise when I went looking for an old mate and discovered him on the National Missing Person’s List.
It’s been playing on my mind for a few weeks now since first discovering it. In posting this today, I thought I’d take the chance to get the word out to an audience who may know Robert, but who may not know about his current circumstance.
I first met Robert Nivison in Wagga Wagga in about 1992 (I think) or maybe 1993 when he began studying at Charles Sturt University. We became good friends for a while, and would often run into each other many years after having left Wagga.
It was always with a great deal of affection that I would see Robbie and his enchanting smile. Years later, he was living and working as a graphic designer (his chosen career) in Lismore, my home town. Once again, I smiled with great affection when we ran into each other in a pub one Christmas when I was home.
He has a great mind, and a great heart, and I hope he’s okay. Although I recognise sometimes people go missing for a reason (because they WANT to go missing if you know what I mean), I hope Robert hasn’t come to harm. I hope he’s happy and content wherever he might be.
I can’t begin to imagine the pain and agony his family and close friends are going through, not knowing where he is. If you can help, here’s the information from the website of the Australian Federal Police
Last Seen: 30/1/2007
Year of Birth: 1970
Sex: Male
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Short Brown
Height: 178cm
Build: Solid
Complexion: Has beard
Circumstances: Left home address in Ascot Brisbane on morning of 27 January 2007 – drove to Lismore NSW in his Black Jeep NSW Reg AK55HL – where he dropped his dog off to a friend saying he would return later to collect the dog. A few days later a letter from the missing person (MP) was received by MP’s mother post marked 30 January 2007 and sent from Alice Springs in the Northern Territory. The MP’s bank account was also used in Alice Springs this same day. There has been no further contact or bank account use since this date. The MP’s vehicle has not been located or registered in another state.
National Missing Persons Coordination Centre
PO Box 401
Canberra City ACT 2601 Ph: 1800 000 634 (toll free)
Fax: 02 6246 2353
So every night, when I come home from work (or an evening out), I walk up the stairs to my front door, pull out my keys, and switch on the light. This is what happens next.
Do I learn from this? Finally, yes. The first day of the rest of my life starts tomorrow.
Stockholm winter tour - the group comes up from downstairs
“Did you have a cold or a hot shower this morning?”, my neighbour asked me as we chatted in the downstairs carpark tonight. “Cold”, I told her. And that’s when she went on to explain the nature of the electrical problem affecting our apartment block today which had rendered the electronic gate to the carpark immobile, and which had caused us all to have a cold shower.
I don’t think I’d been as cold even in Sweden just over 12 months ago. I shouldn’t complain, though, as I had a terrific day with lots achieved and lots of happiness in my life.
And best of all? Tonight I had a lengthy warm shower.
So we’re still going through old family photographs, and a definite and perhaps worrying trend has emerged from my childhood. The photographs are cute, for sure, but why do so many of them feature me holding, sitting on, or being photographed with a bucket? Though no one remembers exactly why, but apparently I had a childhood thing for buckets. You learn something new every day.
Well that was all a bit stupid. Having spent the day in bed feeling pretty sick, I decided I’d still try to make it to Swedish class. Big mistake.
The symptoms of my illness? A bit of hayfever, lots of sneezing, a bit of a bronchial cough, and general lethargy. Damien told me last night he had a few people off work yesterday, and one of my class-mates at Swedish who lectures at TAFE told me it’s pretty common. “A lot of people have it”, she told me,
For me, it’s been a day mostly in bed, and mostly watching television. Oh my goodness, how bad is daytime TV?
I watched a bit of the anti-carbon rally on the lawns of Parliament House, I watched a bit of the Press Club which was about the pokies, and then I watched a bit of Question Time. The highlight was a division over whether Christopher Pyne should be excluded from parliament for twenty-four hours.
As I watched the division – with the expert commentary which explained they no longer have as many divisions with the Speaker of the House now having greater discretion – I noticed they’ve been using the same set on Question Time for twenty years. They really could do with an Adam Boland make-over, surely? :):)
By late afternoon, thoughts had turned to Swedish class. Was I up to it? My inclination was to stay in bed, but I’d heard from Grant earlier in the day that he had also been feeling sick and wasn’t planning to attend. At the thought of class being half-empty, I decided to have a nap on the couch for a couple of hours to see how I was feeling and make up my mind then. And actually, I woke up feeling reasonably refreshed. At about 6.15 – the absolute last minute – I caught a cab to class and settled down.
For a while I felt okay, but after a while I soon realised the body may have been stronger, but the mind was definitely weak. As I began to read out something to the class the words swirled before my eyes. I even struggled with reading out loud my own writing. “I’ll be better next week”, I promised my classmates.
And besides, next week, there’s a Scandinavian Quiz Night in the cafe downstairs.
Lutheran Church and Cafe Svensson on Goulburn Street, Sydney
There’s a notice about it on the Danish Church website which Liam alerted me to. The text below is in Danish by the way.
Onsdag den 30.marts kl.19: Skandinavisk quiz Onsdag den 30.marts byder vi i samarbejde med Den Norske Kirke og Den Svenske Kirke på skandinavisk quiz og hygge i centrum af Sydney. Denne aften har du muligheden for at møde nogle søde og flinke svenskere og nordmænd – og samtidig vise dem, hvem der ved mest! Dørene åbnes kl.18, så der er tid til at få hilst på hinanden og få fyldt kaffekoppen inden quizzen begynder kl.19. Emnerne vil være med et skandinavisk udgangspunkt og omhandle alt lige fra historiske begivenheder til popmusik. Så kom med din paratviden og dit gode danske humør. Jo flere, jo festligere!
TID: onsdag den 30.marts kl.18.00. Quizzen begynder kl.19.00 STED: Den Svenske Kirke, 96 Goulburn St., Surry Hills, 2000 NSW (5-10 minutters spadsertur fra Central)
Har du nogle spørgsmål så kontakt Kathrine på tlf.: 9980 8223 eller info@danishchurch.org.au
Tilmelding er ikke nødvendigt.
Hopefully we can make it downstairs after class in enough time to contribute more knowledge about Swedish pop music than most of the Swedes present.
I had a meeting at Bondi Icebergs late this afternoon, which was a really nice end to the day. As they look out of their full-length office windows, the guys there have THE BEST VIEWS.
It’s a chilly night in Sydney – cold and wet – and as we arrived, I looked down to notice one lone swimmer. His body was red with cold as he slowly did his laps. Why would you do it? You’d have to be keen.
On the way out, I was lucky enough to capture the moment where the lights were on at the pool, just on dusk. As soon as I took this photograph, they were turned off, in recognition of the venue’s night time identity as a restaurant. Very nice.
When you become an amputee, you are immediately introduced to a revolving door of medical professionals: specialists, physiotherapists, and prosthetists. While these experts are incredibly skilled, there is a unique, almost unspoken connection that occurs when you meet a professional who truly “gets it” because they have walked in your shoes—literally.
In an episode of The Limb Shift podcast, I sat down with Jeremy McGrath, a man whose journey from a terrified child to a Paralympic athlete and professional Occupational Therapist (OT) offers a profound look at the “lived experience” of limb loss.
A Difficult Choice and the Journey to Recovery
Jeremy’s story began with a difficult choice. Born with a limb difference, doctors initially suggested amputation when he was very young, but the idea was terrifying. As Jeremy recalled:
“The doctors brought it up again to me. Probably I was about seven or eight or nine. I was pretty young and pretty, pretty horrified at the idea of it. Um, got pretty emotional. Didn’t want to do anything like that.”
However, the medical team explained that as he grew, his leg would continue growing and make his prosthetics “more unshapely heavy,” subsequently limiting his ability to run and remain active. By the time he was fourteen, having given up sport, Jeremy reached a turning point. He realised that delaying the surgery would only make things harder once he hit major life milestones like his Higher School Certificate (HSC), university, and his career.
“I just decided if I have to get this done and I want to kind of live a healthy lifestyle and not limit myself and get back to running and fitness, I just made that decision. I have to do it,” he explained. He placed himself on a waiting list and underwent the amputation at age fifteen.
The immediate aftermath brought a fresh set of physical and social challenges. Jeremy changed schools at the same time, spending three to four months on crutches while navigating an entirely new environment. Because his pre-amputation prosthetic relied on heavy strapping all the way up to his hip, his right quadriceps lacked strength, requiring rigorous pre- and post-operative physiotherapy.
Furthermore, the physical adaptation to the new socket was a slow, painful process. As Jeremy noted, “The swelling was really large and took a long time for that swelling to come down, so had quite a bit of pain in the shoe first adapting to that, um, that socket or that prosthetic.” It took a full twelve months before he could properly return to sport and fitness.
The Psychological Shift and Finding Rowing
While the physical recovery required immense patience, the psychological adjustment was an entirely different hurdle. During his teenage years, Jeremy battled deep insecurities and actively avoided drawing attention to his limb difference.
“Going through high school, I didn’t want my personality or everyone to just look at and identify me through my legs. So I actually wore through the whole of high school long pants. I didn’t like to really bring too much attention to it. Um, so yeah, I was a little bit insecure. Definitely.”
Before his surgery, Jeremy had spent ten years playing soccer, using his heavily strapped leg to “belt the soccer ball.” Post-amputation, he found that kicking a soccer ball with a prosthetic was vastly different: “Sometimes I would kick the ball and my leg would go flying further than the ball.”
Losing that athletic outlet left him adrift until his final year of high school in 2012. Watching the London Games reminded him of attending the Sydney 2000 Olympics as a six-year-old, where he had harboured early dreams of competing at the Paralympics.
Searching for an accessible sport, he looked into rowing, mistakenly believing it was strictly an upper-body discipline. He soon discovered that rowing is actually predominantly a lower-body sport driven by the initial leg drive. “I might not have chosen rowing if I knew that at the time, but I loved the sport,” Jeremy admitted.
Fascinated by the water and embraced by a supportive local club, his rise was meteoric. Training six to seven times a week and waking up at 4:00 am, he made his first World Championships in Amsterdam in 2014—just two years after picking up an oar—and ultimately competed at the Rio Paralympics in 2016.
At the 2014 World Rowing Championships in Amsterdam, Jeremy McGrath competed with Kathleen Murdoch (prefers to be known at Kate). Together, they won the silver medal in the Legs, Trunk and Arms Mixed Double Scull (LTAMix2x) event.
For Jeremy, the true value of the Paralympic journey was not just the elite competition, but the profound psychological transformation it catalyzed:
“The main thing I got out of that whole experience was… the confidence, the fitness, being able to feel confident in my body and myself again, even if I didn’t make the Paralympics. I think growing and building all that and growing as a person was probably more influential on my life than necessarily the Paralympics.”
This newfound confidence completely changed how he carried himself; the teenager who once hid behind long pants completely abandoned them, choosing instead to wear shorts exclusively.
Landing in Allied Health
Jeremy’s career path was heavily influenced by a compassionate professional at Westmead Children’s Hospital during his adolescence. He recalled a physiotherapist “who not only was a great physio, but she really was a support for myself and my mother… I really felt cared for by her.”
Though he originally intended to pursue physiotherapy, he narrowly missed out on entry and “landed” in Occupational Therapy, initially planning to transfer after a year. However, once he discovered the holistic nature of OT, he fell in love with it.
While physiotherapy targets specific physical functions, OT evaluates daily living occupations in their entirety—from morning routines and parental duties to employment, leisure, and mental health. “I felt like, oh, this is a real opportunity where I can help people with more than just build up their physical strength, but be able to get back to doing things,” Jeremy shared, noting how perfectly it aligned with his own life philosophy of refusing to be held back.
Now a practicing clinician, Jeremy utilizes his personal history to break down barriers with his clients. Within the National Disability Insurance Scheme (NDIS) space, his background gives him a distinct advantage in establishing rapport:
“I think a lot of my clients, uh, when they find out that I, um, not just work in the NDIS but am a participant in the NDIS, I think they, they take that on board as, oh, this person not just knows about OT, but actually knows what it’s like to be in my shoes, um, and to have walked in them. So I think it really helps me build that rapport and understanding with clients.”
The Reality of Practice vs. Personal Habits
As an OT, Jeremy’s day-to-day expertise involves executing functional assessments, modifying homes, and prescribing assistive technology. This ranges from minor items like reachers to major mobility aids such as lift chairs, scooters, and hoists. Yet, despite nearly a decade in the field, Jeremy remains incredibly candid about his own shortcomings and the enduring pressure of maintaining a “stoic” persona.
Now in his early thirties and noticing the onset of back soreness, he has begun evaluating his own home for fall hazards, yet admitted that he does not always follow his own clinical advice:
“I think I’m very aware of falls, risks and how easy it is to fall. And even right now, I do have some falls in the shower. Even though I am pretty fit, I can balance one leg really well. Um, I don’t necessarily follow the best practices all the time that I tell my clients to follow, but, um, I think, um, you just need to be open and understanding of how serious falls can be.”
He acknowledged that being a young man makes it incredibly easy to default to silence rather than reaching out. “Being a man, being a young man, I think I like to be pretty stoic and not ask for help. Yeah. I think if my wife is here right now, she would agree with me that often I don’t ask for help when I probably do need it,” he confessed, highlighting that coming to terms with vulnerability is a lifelong, unfolding process.
Advice for the Journey Ahead
Reflecting on the fifteen years that have passed since his amputation, Jeremy emphasizes that the absolute hardest part of his journey was keeping his struggles internalized. For anyone currently facing limb loss or navigating a major physical transition, his advice centers on breaking the cycle of isolation.
“Once again, I’m going to come back to being that stoic man. You often keep a lot of thoughts and challenges to yourself… But the more open you can be to the close people in your life, the more that these people can come and help. And you’re never in this by yourself. You know, um, even just in if it’s not just your therapist and, uh, your medical team around you, but your support networks or your family members, your friends, uh, all these people want to help you. Um, and people can only help if you’re, you know, brave enough to have those chats and let them know what you’re actually feeling and thinking and experiencing.”
Jeremy’s full, insightful story will feature in The Limb Shift podcast later in the year.
Hi, I’m one of Robbie’s cousins and you might like to know that the channel 9 show “Missing Person’s Unit” is running Robbie’s story on Wednesday 18th of June at 9:30 PM.
About six years ago I met Robbie,…and Basil his dog while staying in the Lismore, Byron area….We spent a lot of fun times to-gether. He is a lovely guy and I’m shocked that some harm may have come to him….I cannot imagine how his family must be feeling.!!!….Let’s hope the Channel Nine programe may bring some news of where he may be.
John.
Hi I grew up with Robert and was really upset and alarmed when I found out he was missing. For the last 3 years I have looked for his beautiful smiling face in many crowds…. Festivals, beaches, shopping centres etc. I keep thinking he will just turn up in true Robert fashion. The last time we saw each other was dancing in a club in Canberra… It was great to see him and we had a great laugh.
If anyone hears any news of Robert please publish it on this page….I’d really appreciate it.
Thanks
Anna
If there is any news of
Hi, I’m one of Robbie’s cousins and you might like to know that the channel 9 show “Missing Person’s Unit” is running Robbie’s story on Wednesday 18th of June at 9:30 PM.
We’re still looking and miss him too!
xo Kate
Thanks for the headsup Kate. I hope this helps. James
Hi There
About six years ago I met Robbie,…and Basil his dog while staying in the Lismore, Byron area….We spent a lot of fun times to-gether. He is a lovely guy and I’m shocked that some harm may have come to him….I cannot imagine how his family must be feeling.!!!….Let’s hope the Channel Nine programe may bring some news of where he may be.
John.
Hi I grew up with Robert and was really upset and alarmed when I found out he was missing. For the last 3 years I have looked for his beautiful smiling face in many crowds…. Festivals, beaches, shopping centres etc. I keep thinking he will just turn up in true Robert fashion. The last time we saw each other was dancing in a club in Canberra… It was great to see him and we had a great laugh.
If anyone hears any news of Robert please publish it on this page….I’d really appreciate it.
Thanks
Anna
If there is any news of
Hi Anna, sadly the news has come through recently that his remains have been found in the Northern Territory. http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2010/06/25/2937346.htm