Home truths – despair settles in

It’s been a while, dad has been moved into a care home due to his dementia getting worse and then was rushed into hospital where we were told that he had bowl cancer and things amped up at university with it being the final year. Change of location as the Psychology department was moved from St Peters campus to the City campus, final assignments, exams and final dissertation.

Speaking of changing campuses the trouble this has caused for me is unbelievable.   The move to the city campus was supposed to be a smooth transition until I found out that none of the lessons I had at the Priestman building where accessible. Add that to the up and down situation with my father, who as you may remember has mixed dementia, has caused me to miss out on workshops and lectures this semester. Leaving me at a disadvantage regarding my upcoming exams.

This all ended up with me in tears yesterday trying to hand in my dissertation project book and being unable to access the building and a able bodied woman banging on the toilet door in the shopping centre telling me to  hurry up…the disabled toilet  that is, which was being used by someone in a wheelchair…me.

People really don’t think do they? I mean we are supposed to be a society of caring, responsible, intelligent and understanding people…aren’t we? No… we are not!

I personally think that we as a society and a race we are de-evolving. I have tried for years to debunk the “them” and “us” divide but am wondering if it’s true after all.

No one will ever understand what it is like to get up every day and have to ask someone else for help you just to do the smallest of things like get out of bed, put pants on or stand up. It’s not just the embarrassment but the mental anguish it causes. I hate the way I am. I don’t enjoy it. I didn’t want it. It just happened and am left with the aftermath.

Society and the government sees me as a drain on resources, an inconvenience, someone to be singled out and criticised. Scapegoat for fraud, rising unemployment figures. My peers either pity me, or blank me there are very few who support me and have stood by me throughout this, but they, no matter how had they try can never understand what it is like. I have lost count of how many friends don’t bother with me anymore, or how often am over looked when it comes to nights out or family events, it’s an inconvenience you see. Me being in a wheelchair.

I  sometimes need help to sit up, get dressed, pick up things off the table or floor, get tablets out, and cook a meal. Don’t even get me started on having a shower. I can’t do stairs and need someone to help me step off a kerb. I can’t go anywhere on my own as I need someone to push me, I can’t walk the dog, go for a walk, swim, dip my toes in the water, go in the sea, walk on the beach, feel the sand between my toes, clean my own house, get to the girls room, wear funky socks, soak in a bath or even get in a bath or feel a carpet under my feet.

I take tablets morning noon and night and then in-between. They make me gain weight and bloat me even though I barely eat I still gain weight and can’t lose it. Yes I have the odd treat but you look at me, a larger lady in a wheelchair with no legs and the automatic assumption is “who ate all the cakes, pies and biscuits” and it’s thought that the legs where lost due to being fat, over weight and diabetic. They weren't. I feel disgusted in myself, don’t worry. It has been said to me that by someone that I am the reason that they have an eating disorder….they don’t want to turn out looking like me…fat.

The disabled complain about the “disabled porn” how we shouldn’t be inspirations, bollocks to that! I hope I am an inspiration to abled or disabled people. I work hard just to do day to day stuff never mind go out, work or go to university. 

I feel dead inside.

 I have sitting in front of the telly not leaving the house unless it’s my weekly one day a week trip to the town or off to the doctors or hospital to look forward to. No one would hire me due to not being able to guarantee when I would be in. I hate the way I am, I hate the way I look, and I hate my size. “Just go on a diet” “you need to move more look for wheelchair exercise” “just go on slimming world I did “yes and you lost weight because you are more mobile than me…it’s not that simple. I wish it was.

I get up every day, some days when I don’t want to. Some days I just can’t face it but I get up. Everything you take for granted, every little thing you do, needs the utter most planning for me to do or participate in, that’s if I can.

 A day out with my family, a meal, a trip or a holiday needs to be planned to every last detail. Access, toilets, fitting through doors, getting round, getting there. I worry constantly about getting in the peoples way or blocking things or places. I worry about being an inconvenience, the embarrassment and the mental torture I put myself through. When something goes wrong or there are issues accessing 

somewhere or something it makes it worse, it’s like ramming it home, rubbing it in my face.

I just worry.

This is not what I wanted, despite what you might think. I want a life, I want my life, I miss my old life.

FUTURE PROOFING

Its not long now till the end of my first year on a Degree course. It has been enjoyable and at times frustrating, sometimes down right annoying, but the main thing is how far I have come as a person.

So whilst revising for or last two exams and awaiting the final results for our assignments we organised a visit to St Peters Campus and the DSA team based at The Gateway. This is something I would highly recommend for any one thinking of starting a University course anywhere, Disabled or not. It proved to be the best thing we did. For me it was the peace of mind knowing where I was going to be, knowing what to expect as this helped with my stress and anxiety issues. As well as that it was a dry run for getting around the campus with the wheelchair, fitting into lecture halls and class rooms and through doors. Again this helps with knowing what to expect so it is not a nasty surprise or embarrassment come September. For Jo it was the peace of mind knowing what was going to be expected of us , time tabling for child care and mental preparation.

 We met the head of the module who was really happy to answer any questions we had, talk us through the program and made sure we where comfortable. putting us at our ease.

 The space was incredible and so where the facilities and Jo and I have already sussed out the best root from the library to the Costa coffee shop and the canteen :). The meeting with the DSA team was brilliant as well. Again if you are thinking of attending college or University get in touch with these people. I didn't even realise how much help was available to me during my time at University. Everything from transport to get there, a helper around campus, to access to class notes in advance, rest breaks and support put in place for field trips and exams.

The library 

Looking around the campus the excitement grew and now am bouncing with the idea of starting and feel that September cant hurry up fast enough now for two reasons! I would never have thought 12 month ago that I would be able to do this or even get this far. My health was getting worse (still is but we are working on that), I had to leave work, the amputation hadn't gone according to plan and had not given me the freedom I had hoped and wished for, I was not in a good place mentally with regards to depression, body image and self confidence.

Now here I am, all assignments completed and handed in 3 weeks early, getting ready to sit my year end exams, preparing for moving to campus, looking at joining societies and trying to organize a fund raising event where I will have to be in the public arena and on display deliberately looking silly!(more news of this to follow).

my view of the lecture

Main lecture hall, my view from where I will be sat

This is the beautiful view from the canteen.
 

So this moves us on to my health and weight issues. Recently I decided that I needed to up the game with these two things. So this has taken the form of making sure I do my physio every day and I have added to this a bastardized version of step aerobics using the first step of my stairs and stepping on and off it . I currently can manage 10 of these before it hurts. Coupled with this I have started to try walking to the sitting room, bedroom and toilet with out the aid of my crutches. Its hair raising at times but I can do it...just. I have 141 days left before I head of to Florida and I want to be more mobile to do the things I couldn't do 2 year ago. I also want to try and improve my health so that I can get rid of the CPAP machine and ease the pain from the fibro and arthritis. This is not going to be easy and I know this, but its something I have to at least try other wise I will feel like a failure. I have posted a picture along with a video of me walking, this is a big step for me doing this mentally considering how embarrassed I feel and how much of a low opinion and low self esteem  I have of myself. This is a testimonial of how far I have come so far and the journey still ahead. Wish me luck !!!

This is me now at just over 21st

this is me showing how I walk at the moment and the size I am right now

LIFE GOES ON

So not coping too well with the staying at home thing until my health is better.

Applied for a job today, just local and part time but lets see how it goes. Other then that still waiting to hear from the rheumatologist, as still need the ultra sound on my hands and the results from the x rays and bloods.
In the mean time I have opted to down grade from the morphine back to Tramadol for pain relief.  Unfortunately this doesn't work as well as the others but it gives some relief and I am hoping along with the Amitriptyline and the sleep clinic and therapy, it works.

Still doing the physiotherapy in the mornings, now up to 45 minutes each time but  without them I have a lot of pain and great difficulty in moving.  Some mornings I can't. So at least the exercise keeps me moving... literally

This is where are hoping to stay the next time we go to Florida.  The weather there was amazing and really helped  my legs and arthritis  This was when I noticed how bad things had got.  Whilst in Florida not only did the aches disappear but my mobility increased dramatically. Upon return to the UK it seemed to hit me in a matter of days.  Not only did the pains come back ten fold but my mobility suddenly dropped.

The  stumps are not doing so well either, due ton so if swelling and circulation issues. Will eventually have to bite the bullet and go back to the limb centre to be remeasured and re fitted for my legs. The only concern is that due to my considerable weight gain I may not be able to wear prosthetics. Trying to lose the weight should be easy in my mind, but as most of you are already aware of, not so easy in reality. But lets keep trying. I was once told by my granddad that you get out of life what you put in so if you give 110% you will get 110% back. So every day I start again and try.

HOW TIME FLY'S WHEN YOUR HAVING FUN....NOT

Well it is hard to believe that 5 month has gone by.

The road I have been  on has been a bumpy one to say the least, with lots of twists and turns along the way. The first thing I guess would be to mention what happened at the tribunal.  Well I lost but not after proving my point and making them very uncomfortable.  They turned up 6 suited and booted to my three, they had a lawyer I couldn't afford one so represented myself. His statements where contradicting and he even tried to say that I was in a wheelchair prior to this amputation which is untrue. Although I lost it felt really good to be able to take a stand for myself for a change and not be intimidated to back down.  The holiday was excellent!! Best thing ever and just what the doctor ordered for me.  Although the legs did blister and I had to spend at least one day with out my legs on, it did not put me off  from having fun and I have to say all the staff at the hotel and theme parks where very helpful so a big thank you and well done to Disney world. In fact they where so helpful that when we turned up we found out that they had put us on the second floor, bearing in mind I still cant do stairs. They immediately changed that for us and because the rooms where not wheelchair accessible ( although they where still roomy enough for me to get in and maneuver with my wheelchair) they provided a bath seat for me to use. The flight staff where brilliant with Thompson's as well we booked in premium economy for the extra leg room and it made all the difference to me. They where great with the wheelchair and the assistance on  and off the plane, getting rid of all the fears I had.  In fact I enjoyed the holiday so much we are planning to go back next year. Nearly all the rides where wheelchair or disabled access and everywhere we ate very accommodating  in fact so where all the shops and transport as well.

However, on my return things took a  turn for the worse.  Within two weeks of being back in the UK I started suffering with pains in my hands, fingers,wrists, shoulders and back. This was annoying to say the least as in Florida it had not effected me in fact the sunshine and the heat helped to improve my mobility greatly. Within a very short period of time I ended up on the sick and have since had to leave work altogether.  The doctors checked for rheumatoid arthritis as I already knew I had arthritis just not what type, but this came back negative.   I have tried liquid morphine, zoramorph and oxycontin which just ended up in server side effects and a lot of time staring at walls!
In the end I was referred to a rheumatologist at the hospital who thinks I may suffer from Fibromyalgia that is also causing chronic fatigue syndrome. To make sure they have x rayed my hands, taken more bloods and I am awaiting a ultra sound as well. Unfortunately this is something I will have for the rest of my life but symptoms can be elevated with exercise, help with sleep and medication as well as less stress and relaxation ( 6 kids(one being a hormonal teen), one dog, one cat and two kittens..really? they think I can cut stress out and relax). So the plan is they want me to attend a sleep clinic and start taking amitriptyline.  I already exercise every day due to the physio  I do and I am looking at ways to loose weight, so cross your fingers (cause I can't ) that it works.  I am hoping to get back to work once the pain of this is under control. Obviously the knock on effect it is having with my walking as using the crutches or wheeling myself around is extremely painful and it also can be connected to the pain I have in my stumps.
So at the moment  I am waiting to hear from the dole regarding ESA and have applied to University to study Psychology so hoping that comes through.
OOh before I go another thing to add to the list of things wrong I also have a stomach ulcer.....my life is great  :)

TEARS, TANTRUMS BUT NO TIARA'S

Sorry it has been a while since writing anything down.  The only excuse I have is life getting in the way.

so much has happened since the last time I sat here to talk to you, where to start?  From the beginning I guess.

I am doing good. After a few false starts with the physiotherapy, things started to get a lot better. I had some issues with blisters that we thought was down to the sockets or the liners not fitting properly, but what we found out was it was due to the stumps sweating. I know this sounds bizarre, it did to me when it was first mentioned, but every time I put my legs on any activity I do will heat them up, there fore they will start to get "sweaty."   So after some research ( as this had never been mentioned before) I found out how to care for my stumps and the liners to help prevent this from happening again.

So every night I take the legs off to rest the stumps.  I wash them down with warm water but no soap then dry them thoroughly.  Then I use a soft lint free cloth and warm water and wash the inside of the silicone liner and dry it off with a lint free towel.  Then I use a little bit of baby oil on the stumps just to make sure the skin doesn't dry out.  At bed time I use a specially formulated deodorant in roll on format.  no I know what you think deodorant for stumps, but this was actually recommended to me by my limb specialist. you put it on and let it dry leaving it over night then wash it off the next day. you must follow the directions .  so far it has reduced the redness I was getting from wearing my limbs and as long as it keeps the blisters away I will be happy.  Especially as I am off on holiday in 8 weeks.

The physiotherapist was so happy with my progress that they have now moved me on to elbow crutches in the house and for transferring, which means that I am sorted for my holidays.  I ended up losing my temper (surprise), for the umpteenth time when I couldn't get into the car the way they where showing me.  In the end my friend came round with her car and I worked it out on my own, sometimes i think it just takes them to show you the technique but for you to actually go out there and do it for yourself.  I also believe that when you do finally conquer those demons that it means more and does more good for your own self confidence.  I have missed out on a lot over the last couple of month due to be too scared to try things including my sons 8th birthday party, going out with my kids and the Jubilee celebrations at the park and beach with my family. But know am ready to go back to work in the office.
My current employer has been fantastic in supporting me during these last couple of month and just wished there where more companies out there who could be supportive of there employees regardless of what is wrong or whether a disability is involved or not.  I am not going to lie.  Going back to work is scaring me shitless !! I don't expect you to understand. I don't really understand other then to say that am scared of making a fool of myself and not wanting to be relying on any one for help.  In an ideal world I would be able to wait until all my rehab is over, out the wheelchair, no longer needing the taxis, no sticks, fully independent.. But needs must when the devil is knocking at your door as the saying goes and I do have holiday money to save up.  I think my main concern is two fold really.  One that something will happen, I will fall or something at work and show myself up (again), in front of every one I work with and second, I stick out like a sore thumb when I all want is to "fit" in and belong.  I have to rely on everyone for doors, for drinks, dinner etc.

I could leave work and go on ESA but I have no idea if I would be entitled to it and it would mean a hell of a drop of income.  Why would I not be entitled to it ? Well that brings me to my other bit about what is going on in my life at the moment.  I am currently taking a former employer to tribunal for discrimination and unfair dismissal.  Part of this is non payment of National Insurance, which means am missing a years worth of contributions.  This in turns means no benefits, this is why I had no choice but to rush straight into another job when I could have done with taking the time out for rehab to be honest.  So as you can see no idea about ESA.
As yet the former employer will not accept the claim and is trying to say that I am ...well...basically paranoid, but he is also trying to get out of the unfair dismissal part as well by trying to get it struck off.  Looking at my new employer and my past employer , the difference  is unbelievable .  The size of the companies is not much different  but the way they treat their employers is phenomenal !!

And finally the holiday. 8 weeks till I leave for Florida. The arguments I have had with Thompson's is unreal over the dinning plan and believe it or not they booked my wheelchair on the plane and although it was requested no assistance for getting on the aircraft or off it !!  I have asked Disney for a adapted ground floor room so lets see what we get. It has been suggested that I email the holiday company direct and see what happens, maybe I will.

However I am still waiting for my lottery win so I can buy better legs and enjoy my holiday,but still no tiara....

ALL CHANGE....AGAIN !

Well my first physiotherapy  went really well and have had another one since then.

All concerns where laid to rest when I managed to impress them with a sit to stand from the wheelchair to the bars without using the bars for support. After 6 lengths of the bar they told me that if I could sit to stand from my chair to a zimmer frame then I could take the frame home! As I have always preformed better under pressure and in the face of a challenge, ( just take a look at the rest of my life!), I managed and felt rather proud  of my self to say the least.
I asked Emma my physiotherapist  for a prognosis based on what I had managed.  Although it was not fantastic I was really pleased with it.  Within 2 month I should be steady enough and confident enough to transfer from my chair to a front passenger seat of a car or another chair, using a swivel transfer.  Within 4 month (in time for my hols), I should be able to get into the office without my wheelchair, get around the house with out my chair and when out shopping etc using  mixture of sticks and the wheelchair.  This means that although I will still need a wheelchair to go away with as well as help on the plane etc , I should be able to transfer into the plan seat, use the toilets, transfer on to rides and sit at the dinner tables for meals.
They still think at least 6-9 month before am out of the wheelchair altogether and using just sticks/elbow crutches and 12-18 months before am fit and well.  This weeks physio went even better.  Since getting the frame to bring home I have been practising very hard with the stand to sits from the chair as you can see.  So much so that when I went on Thursday they took me out of the bars and give me a walker (frame with wheels), and I walked 35 meters !! I was ecstatic! We are aiming for 70 meters this week.

Obviously I was still concerned about work as the news was good for me but not so much for that.  After a telephone meeting with one of the managers of the company they agreed to support me through this period which was fantastic!!! So at the moment I am working from home for 16 hours over a 4 day period which fits great with my treatment and hospital appointments. This will be looked at again 2 month.
Although this does now mean that I am totally house bound and a recluse because I now only leave the house for appointments at physio and hospital.  Nothing more has been heard from the council re a ramp and unfortunately whilst out on Bank Holiday with my daughters, even with a wider solid ramp and wider doors, I still went off the ramp and nearly splatted on the floor !! David pushed too fast, the wheel at the front turned and it went off the edge.  With the speed David was pushing it didn't take much  for the momentum to take the rest of the chair off ! Lucky for me David caught the chair before it went completely off and lift it back onto the ramp.  Needless to say he is not allowed to push me up any more lol.

I still can't believe though that in this day and age there is still places that although refurbished not long ago don't have disabled access.  Last Saturday was my best friends wedding, but due to the premises not having disabled access  I was not able to attend the reception day or night.  I was disappointed and my friend was upset by this.  As to date I am still waiting for a reply from the company that owns the pub.  Will keep you informed.

NOT GOING TO PLAN

It is surprising how quickly things change..and not always for the good either.

So am not back at work since the near mishap with the taxi .  The directors of the company called to say that they could not guarantee  to have the type of car and ramps that I would need for my type of wheelchair. so contract ended.  So this left me in a bit of a dilemma. Have spent the last few days ringing around taxi companies to try and get the right kind of car/ramps for my chair so that I can get to work safely.  OH and who are happy to deal with access to work.  Not as easy as it sounds actually.

After talks with my employer I am now temporarily working from home. On top of all of this my hours are now having to be cut to enable me to go to Physiotherapy twice a week so I  can learn to walk again.  It means that things are in a fine balance at the moment and am going week to week with my job as at the end of the day it can not be worked from home on a permanent basis.   Not great news. So now looking for work to do from home on a permanent basis's until all the rehab is done and dusted and once more I can return to the world of full time employment in the big bad world.  It does however make me wonder how other wheelchair users get over this as I know  that I am not the only person out there that goes to work in  a wheelchair?

Things for the holiday coming along fine all the meals are now booked on site and the itinerary is done (trust me 9 of us we need one!) and passports being sent off for. We have even started the holiday clothes shop.  Although still stressing about paying it off , I have to believe that by hook or by crook I will do it, there is no way am disappointing those kids of mine!

 These are the liners for the new legs.  As you can see there are a screw/ratchet type of fitting and the liner its self are made of silicone type material.

My first Physio appointment is going to be this Thursday so hoping things go well.  Have been putting the legs on to try and get used to wearing them. As part of this been trying to stand at the table with them on to put pressure through them. I am a little concerned though as when I take the right one off there is some whitening on my scar that could be a pressure point .. guess we will have to wait and see.

The nerve damage is worse then it was and this causes a lot of problems during the day and at night I am finding it difficult to sleep with it.  Unfortunately they could only get me an appointment for mid July for the pain clinic.  Having  tried all the usual suspects it is time to move on to the big boys of drugs as well as alternative procedures that may be available to me.  These might include having something placed into my spine to release chemicals into my spine to block the pain / messages. Not so convinced with that one though


Some good news though for a change.  Heard from the grant department at Motability and we have been awarded the full funding for a Ford Galaxy that  I should have new issues transferring into with or with out my legs. Down side?  Of course there is ....it wont be delivered until August this year.

No Progress

Just like everyone else I get down sometimes.  It's normal I guess, especially under the circumstances and I do feel guilty going on  and on about it in this blog and on facebook etc. But sometimes I feel life is a tad unfair to me especially at the moment.

I am thankful that since leaving work at the end of January I have since found a job with a great company in Newcastle. They are very supportive and a nice bunch of people to work with.  Unlike so many people at the moment who are struggling to find work, my luck held up, only on this matter though.

The access to work thing is still rumbling on.  Now they are saying I have to pay £170.00  to go to work. The reason being is I have a mobility car.  Now I cant get into the car as it is an 8 seater i800 by Hyundi which has a step up into it.  This means that at the moment without my legs I cant transfer into it.  However I would still like to work. So have applied to access to work for help as I cant get myself on and off paths, buses and metro either and have no one to take me .
I cant get a wheelchair accessible vehicle as to get one of those you have to have been awarded 5 years mobility payments and since having my carers reviewed they took away my life award for mobility and give it to me for 12 month instead.  This is due to  the government changing the rules for DLA in 2013.
So because I have a mobility car that at the moment until my rehab is over I cant use through no fault of my own and I still want to work I get charged 25p per mile to work and back.
Now I am not complaining about paying a contribution...not at all ! But what I am complaining about is the fact if I had my own car or no car and just got the payments I would get full funding.  How is that fair? I cold get a bus pass for £80 a month and use it for anything not just work.

On top of this other benefits have been cut as well.  So the more I earn the less I have.  It works out that I am approximately £200 -£300 worse off by having a better job !  And the government wonder why people don't want to go back to work. I understand what there trying to do, just not the way there doing it.  It is such a shame that a minority of people have screwed things up for the majority.

Still no further forward with the legs either.  They are still at the hospital and the appointment for my refit is not until April.  Good job really as I took a tumble out of my wheelchair last Thursday trying to get out of the house to go to work.  This is another bone of contention.  We have been given no adaptions as OT deemed that it wasn't cost effective! So since the amputation Me and David have tried to manage on our own. This includes trying to get in and out the house. There is a step up then the plastic door frame, so they have had to take me in and out like you would a pram. leaning back to get over the  step inside and over the door frame then having to tilt me forward to get the back wheels over.  Unfortunatly my eldest had to take me out for the taxi as David had to get the kids to school on time after the "prove you have an amputation" thing. He tilted me too far forward and I started to fall out of the chair, he tried to pull the chair back and it ended up having the effect of  flipping me out.  I landed very hard on my stump ends then fell onto my knees. Automatic reaction I suppose, I tried to put my foot down to stop myself from falling. Not a great idea. The stump board also fell onto the back of my stump. So there is me stuck on the floor, threatening  to hit the taxi driver if he tried to help me up again. so off to hospital I went.  Luckily nothing is broken but have sustained major soft tissue damage, so currently off work from my new job after just 2 days in major agony.

So with just 5 months to pay for the holiday, and things not looking great and 5 months to learn to walk for the holiday,  I sometimes think if I didn't have bad luck I would have no sodden luck at all!!