I have enjoyed a lovely mini break with my girls and Dan, to day we drove over to the seaside. Dan and the girls went on the beach to skim pebbles and look for shells etc, I was left on the concrete path that ran across the top of the beach, but I couldn’t go along said path because there was too much sand on said path. As you can see from the photo above, my wheels sank in, this was less than a meter into the path, and the chair refused to move.
They walked a fair distance down the beach to where Dan used to play as a kid on holiday with his nan and grandad, I was sat alone for about an hour.
You may ask why I didn’t just go up onto a different path and ride that way…… well it is because my wheelchair doesn’t go straight. Dan has to direct the chair while I press the control to go forward. The chair has a mind of its own. The breaks also don’t kick in quickly, ending in me on the floor, or as happened today, Freya on the floor under the front of the chair.
I know I seem like I am constantly moaning, and yeah, actually, I am, but wheelchair services don’t deem me as needing an electric wheelchair. I am hoping that the OT will be able to help when I see her, but I’m not hopeful!
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So, the winter is finally here. It snowed quite heavily in my part of West Yorkshire on Saturday (much to my kids delight). Where I live the snow didn’t really settle, but up where Dan works still had a fair bit of snow this morning.
I didn’t do the school run this morning as Moo is still quite poorly and I don’t want her out in the freezing cold. My amazing friend Mel took Colb to school for me, however he insisted on taking his scooter and fell before he had got 50yard from the back gate. I told him to leave the scooter at home but he refused and I didn’t want to have Mel in the cold with her little one while he kicked off. Tomorrow if it’s like this he WILL NOT be taking the damn scooter, I will just have to deal with the tantrum!
I had a thought after seeing him fall, how am I going to manage with the icy and possibly snow covered paths in my wheelchair. We have already seen I can be thrown out of my chair (into nettle bushes and main roads) on a lerfdd red cat dry, sunny day, how am I going to manage when it’s slippy? I have already had one near miss when my brakes didn’t apply quickly enough. To be perfectly honest, I’m scared at the moment. I know I will soon find out, but the school run is going to be an apprehensive one when I finally attempt it.
I have to say, I went to Asda while it was snowing, and I was wearing my M8 Apparel hoodie. It is one of the warmest and cosiest hoodies I have ever had. If you get chance pop by their website and have a look, tell them I sent you! https://m8clothing.com/
Could you also take the time to pop over to my gofundme, and if you cannot donate, please give it a share, or recommend anyone I could get in touch with to help/ways to try and raise some money so I can get my new chair, it’s winter ready and would make me less nervous going out on my own/with the kids. https://gofund.me/03c3b97d
On my way home from the school run this morning I pulled up at the crossing in my wheelchair, as I do every morning we “walk” to school. HOWEVER, today wasn’t like a normal day, today my electronic brakes failed, and a wheeled out into the road. Luckily it was only around 50/75cm (but that’s too much) and cars went round me as I frantically tried to go backward onto the path, which just wasn’t happening.
It made me think how incredibly lucky I was, when I thought about what else could have happened, it could have been fatal. It was 8:45am, the middle of the school run/rush hour traffic. We know from experience that cars don’t always stop for things in the road at those lights (rip Moo’s pink METAL water bottle that she dropped one Friday on the way home from school) as they are simply going too fast or are distracted.
I know I keep pushing my link for my gofundme, but I realised today how important the new chair is, not just for my mobility, but for my safety. I understand people cannot necessarily afford to donate, but if you could share my link, or send me info of charities/people who may be able to help me it would be appreciated!
Every year on the 11th hour, of the 11th day in the 11th month we celebrate “Armistice Day” which marks the end of the First World War. This year it fell on Wednesday, however I wanted to save this post until today as for me it better suits today.
On the second Sunday of November, we, as a nation and several of the commonwealth countries come together to celebrate, and thank those armed forces personnel who have given their lives to serve their country and to keep me and you, and our children safe. Not only do we celebrate those men and women, but we also give thanks to their relatives who have been left behind.
We have a national service of remembrance which is streamed on the BBC here in the UK (you can find it on bbc iPlayer if you would like to watch – please do ask me for the link if you cannot find it).
The poppy has a vastly significant roll in the marking of this occasion, people wear poppies, decorate windows and their houses, lay poppies at remembrance memorials and much more. The poppy represents the landscapes of the First World War as many fields on the western front were covered in them. There is a poem called In Flanders Field which is beautiful…..
I have a brother who is a soldier, he was injured out in Afghanistan back in 2013, luckily he wasn’t significantly injured compared to many he was serving with however it has triggered his Fibromyalgia (we both suffer with this, and our Dad has ME). I am immensely proud of my little brother, and I thank him, his friends and colleagues for all they do to keep me, my family and our friends safe. Ben since being injured has got involved with several charities – I will link their websites at the end of the post – and it has helped his mental health so much.
One is Limitless Motor Sports, this charity provide track days for people with disabilities, and I am hoping they will be able to sneak a day in for me too, Ben is their go to mechanic, and a valued member of their team. He is hoping to progress to being allowed to handle one of their cars a bit more often.
The other charity Ben is involved with is Karting for Injured Troops. This is an amazing charity who compete in Go-Kart races all over the country, and even outside of the UK. Ben loves driving for the team, it takes his mind of the stresses of “real life” although it does add stresses for Karting life, as we have seen, however, he is fantastic at what he does and my kids were so excited to see him race and cannot wait to see him again next year.
Ben has decorated his helmet himself, and I know it is having its first outing at Silverstone today on the last track day to be held there. Ben is really sad as he loves the Silverstone track, but that’s the reality of life. I am going to add a few pictures of his helmet, even though it is not yet finished at the bottom of this post.
If you have got this far, thank you for taking the time to read it.
We had tie wrapped the corners of the cage together to stop them coming open, the little sod has chewed through the tie wraps and had a field day. This time however, we think she may have been gobbled by a cat. We watched her on our camera until around midnight then she vanished not to be seen again!
Also, if you have chance, please can you go over to my gofundme, and if you cannot afford to donate, please share, or suggest places I can approach for help!
Let’s go back to 8:10am today, Monday 18th October 2021……
I was ready…..
The kids were ready…..
The bags were ready…..
My wheelchair was ready…..
I closed the door and put in the key, which then did this……
I noticed the key was bent, looked at it, and next thing I know it is in two pieces in my hand. This is the last thing I needed as we were going to pick up Colby’s best mate on the way.
I had to think on my feet…. I came in, closed the door, pushed the sofa over the door and went out the back.
I sent Colby round to bring my wheelchair, it should have taken 30 seconds, instead they went the long way round and left me waiting, needless to say, I wasn’t impressed. They then had to just about jog to school so we were not late.
I got home and had to come through the back and get my chair through the kitchen which is a nightmare in itself when you have mobility issues.
The only key we now have is Dan’s and he is working, luckily my parents are grabbing the monkeys for me tonight.
I’m chilling on the sofa in my pjs and oodie watching tv.
Have a great week, see you soon
Lots of love xxx
Just a quick reminder – I am currently trying to raise money for a new electric wheelchair. Please go check my story out, and if you cannot donate can you please at least share for me. The link is https://gofund.me/03c3b97d
Do you ever feel like just giving up? Like you don’t know where to turn, who will be there for you, who will help you……. At the moment I feel like giving up.
Everything is getting me down at the moment, and my mental and physical health are suffering. I have no energy, I am sleeping less than I normally sleep (I only get 3-4 hours usually), I’m in pain, my anxiety is majorly high (I cannot stand being in the room as Dan and the kids when they are eating Etc, it makes me want to cry) and I know that I am holding my family back.
There is so much stuff the kids and Dan want to do, but because I cannot join in, they don’t get to do it. I know it stresses Dan out because he knows the effect it has on me mentally, and then there is Colb, he wants to do so much and when we are snuggling on a night he will say “mummy I want to do……… BUT I know you cannot”, to see his face and hear the crack in his voice makes me want to cry.
What’s the point in this post you may ask, well to be honest I don’t know, I am just letting my feelings out.
If you get chance please could you pop over to my gofundme? If you cannot donate can you please share for me, or if you know of any charities that might help can you send me their link.
Hey all, sorry I went AWOL again, but the last few weeks have truly been a nightmare.
First Dan was diagnosed with covid, and even though he is double jabbed he was really poorly. Luckily the kids and I didn’t contract it, but the stress did kick off a bad flare, so I’m struggling with pain, not sleeping leading to exhaustion and just being generally unsettled.
Then today, this happened…….
I heard a clunk on my chair, and got to my grans to find that my chair had literally snapped, leaving it with a free floating seat, which as you can imagine is not a good thing.
I only got this chair (as a replacement for a faulty one) in March, and while I’m aware that I do cause wear and tear, I don’t cause that much. Luckily the company are sending me out a new frame that will be here on Wednesday.
Carrying on from the chair thing – as you know I am trying to get a new chair that will allow me to go off-road, on the beach Etc. The kids and Dan went geocaching at the weekend, I was left in the car as I couldn’t access the trails. This means what should have been a family day out wasn’t for me.
I have set up a gofundme page (I will link at the end) but if you know anyone from a charity or such who might me able to help with a donation please could you let me know, or give them my email address. Even just sharing the gofundme link would be amazing.
20 years today, 2 airplanes crashed into the twin towers in New York killing thousands of people. Thousands of innocent people who were grandmas, grandads, mums, dads, brothers, sisters, uncles, aunties, sons, daughters, nieces, nephews and friends.
This was a despicable act of terrorism. What we do forget was it could have also been so much worse, a plane hit the Pentagon, and in Pennsylvania, selfless individuals caused the plane they were on board of to crash to avoid it causing more death.
I don’t think any of us will ever comprehend what happened on that fateful day. The radical views brainwashed into those who gave their life and took the lives of others for Al Qaeda. Nearly 3000 people’s lives were taken on that day.
To all those who fought on that day to rescue as many as they could, the firemen, the EMTs, the police, doctors, nurses, surgeons, even passers by, and those who also gave their life in the line of their duty, I thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I cannot imagine how scared you must have been. So from my part of the UK I send my thanks to you all.
A fitting monument sits at the site of 9/11, and I hope one day to be able to visit and pay my respects.