Even though I stand in the middle of my walking frame, I still consider it part of my personal space. Something happened the other day in regards to this that made me feel uncomfortable, if I’m being honest.
So much has been going on over these last couple of weeks regarding my cerebral palsy that I haven’t had the chance to tell you about yet. To be honest I’m not entiin lrely sure where to start with all of it it, so I guess I’ll just dive in and wish you all a happy new year filled with health and happiness and take it from there. It’s probably going to be better if I do the rest in list form, so here we go:
A new walking frame
Some of you may remember that my physio and I started the process of getting me a new walking frame as my last one (known as Martha) was over two years old and starting to show signs of wear and tear.
On the day before Christmas Eve my wait was finally over and I was given a brand new one. I said a fond farewell to old one, Martha, and welcomed my new one (named Ivy) into my world. I’ll take photographs for you all soon but she’s exactally the same make and model as Martha -a Nimbo frame – so she doesn’t look any different, well apart from looking a bit cleaner and less scratched, but that won’t last long.
However, she’s in so much better condition than my old one (the wheels were getting wonky) that it moves like a dream and I feel like I’m going everywhere at top speed.
It’s been just over a week since my first acupuncture appointment. I’ve already had a second and I’ve got a third booked in for next week. I’ll admit that even though I’d never had acupuncture before I went into this treatment with high hopes for it because I know quite a few who’ve had it and been really pleased with the results.
I haven’t been disappointed. Even after my first session the hip pain that I’m having the treatment done to try and combat is loads better. Longer-term readers of this blog will know that my hip has been hurting on and off for a couple of years now, with no one knowing what’s causing it, but it has eased so much already.
The pain doesn’t really bother me during the day anymore and it’s not as bad at night now either.
My new callipers
Some of you might remember that I made a YouTube video about my new calipers to wear on the days when there’s no one around to help me put my splints on. I was nervous about it because I’ve had them before and they didn’t work all that well, but these ones are slightly different and I haven’t had any problems so far!
Well, I think that’s everything I have to tell you for now. Thanks for sticking with me and reading this blog and watching my videos. It means a lot to me.
Happy new year,
It never feels right if I leave the house without my walking frame or wheelchair.
Here’s a new video I made. Can you think of anything I missed?
For a while now, people have been suggesting that I try a walker that I push in front of me, rather than one I pull behind me like my current Nimbo frame Martha.
I’ve been putting this off and putting this off for ages because, if I’m honest, the thought absolutely terrifies me. What if I fall backwards? What if I fall trying to push it down or pull it up a kurb? How will I cope going down a hill?
The thing is Martha is getting old and is starting to show signs of wear and tear. I’m scared but I’ve said I’ll give it a go, because at least that way I’ll know if it’s right for me once and for all. A lady from the hospital dropped one off for me yesterday to try while I still have a Nimbo Frame to use. If I like, I’ll just carry on using it, and if I don’t, I can send it back.
My Cerebral Palsy means that I use a walking frame outside the house. I use a wheelchair too but I think that my Nimbo frame, which I’ve named Martha, is especially awesome. Here are just some of the reasons why, in no particular order:
- I would find it very difficult to leave the house alone without it
- It has a seat on the back
- I love the colour
- The colour makes other people smile
- When my friends are trying to describe a shade of blue, they will sometimes say things like “a shade lighter/darker than Martha”
- When I’m standing at the top of a hill or ramp I could just pick my feet up and roll down it if I wanted to. I haven’t done this since I was a very small child, but I still get tempted. Pretty much every single time.
- It can double as a clothes horse when I’m trying to get my laundry dry
- I can hang my bags on the sides when I’m out shopping
- I once saw a little girl in town who was crying, when she saw my walking frame she looked at it and stopped crying for a couple of seconds.
- I could choose to accessorise it for special occasions or fancy dress parties if I wanted to.
In Monday’s post I told you all about a fall I had last week. Well, I had another one yesterday, but thankfully I wasn’t hurt.
My mother and I decided that we’d go out for a wander, so she put my walking frame Martha up for me because I don’t need to use it when I’m in the house. I went out of the door, got into it and started to turn it around when I noticed that it started feeling wobbly. Then I realised:
When you unfold the walker you can always tell that it’s been put up properly because there is a little clicking sound as the buttons you press in to collapse it again lock into place. When these are in place it won’t collapse again until you push the buttons, (there’s on each side), inwards.
As the Martha started to wobble, I could tell that that she was starting to fold up with me still inside. I was falling over backwards and Martha was going with me. It’s also worth noting that I wasn’t stood on the grass, but on our paving stones.
This time, I didn’t really have time to think other than the usual Oh please don’t whack your head and Oh dear I’m actually falling. Truth be told, the words running through my mind were far less polite than ‘oh dear’, but I don’t think you’d be very happy with me if I typed what they really were. All I will say is they weren’t very pleasant ones.
Somehow, I managed to keep my head up and didn’t bang it. My mum came flying out of the house as she heard Martha clattering and my yelping. Yes, I yelped. When she got to me I was on my back holding my head and arms up. I dare say I probably looked a bit like a turtle.
She pulled me up and was really apologetic even though it wasn’t her fault at all. Martha had looked like she had been put up properly and when there’s lots of noise around you don’t always hear the clicking noise that it makes. I hadn’t noticed myself, so it really wasn’t her fault. I don’t blame her. These things happen and are easily done.
If anything, I should have checked that the buttons were locked in before I started moving Martha, who, you will be pleased to know, wasn’t damaged in the fall either. Phew!