Freedom Wheels

I mentioned my somewhat iffy health in a previous blog. It has been causing me problems for about 4 years now and has become a bit like a time consuming hobby I would really rather not have! I have misbehaving lungs that seem to spasm at the slightest insult from airborne allergens necessitating many 999 calls, nervous paramedics and speedy ambulance rides to resus. In a fairly new and odd development my symptoms seem to be multiplying and I can now add pain around my ribs, tremors, a misbehaving right leg, dizziness, feeling vague and overwhelming fatigue to my collection. Oh, and an inability to stand up without my brain seemingly wandering off. A bit like the pictures in Harry Potter where you can't expect the subjects to hang around all day.

It is all very peculiar and baffling but hopefully the medical profession (and my incessant Google searches) will work it out eventually. In the meantime I have taken matters into my own hands.

Problem: I can't walk very far without my lungs complaining, my legs turning to jelly and my head disappearing into the clouds.

Solution: An awesome wheelchair with orange spokes!

I absolutely love it. It has completely changed my life. I cannot overstate what it has done. I can join the boys on outings! I can go to Sainsbury's! I can race the boys down hills at Marwell Zoo and nearly tip myself out in the process! I can go out for a meal with friends and not worry if we park more than 20m away from the restaurant! I can just go out and not worry that I will end up in hospital because my lungs have had enough of me pushing it.

The new wheels mean freedom. There is no "wheelchair bound". I'm wheelchair freed.