• 2018,  blogging,  personal,  powerchair,  Quickie Jive

    Telling My Story

    I’ve been disabled from birth and I’m proud to be a wheelchair user. I love my powerchair, it’s scratched and squeaky, muddy but magic.  I’ve dripped pasta sauce all over it and bled on it. I’ve tangled the wool from my crafts under it and had to call for help when a duvet cover got jammed in the wheels.  I’ve drunk cocktails in it, danced in it and carted home heavy bags from the supermarket in it. It lets me live my life and do what I want. Someone described it as my independence but it’s more than that, it’s a part of my body. This chair has taken me…

  • 2017,  antidepressants,  Citalopram,  courage,  depression,  disability,  fluoxetine,  perceptions,  personal,  powerchair,  Quickie Jive,  Sertraline

    A Little Bit of Life

    (I am surprised that with nearly 2000 entries on this site I’ve never used the title A Little Bit of Life before) Two bits of not so brilliant but they could be much worse news are in my life at the moment.  I don’t think dominating my life is the right term but they are definitely big factors in everything right now.  And not easy. Life is never easy. I will start with the slightly easier one first – my powerchair is broken. The easiest way to explain it is to say it has a broken castor.  It’s more complicated than that because of the spider-trac but basically it’s not…

  • 2017,  Quickie Jive,  R-net,  Uncategorized

    And I Would Walk 500 Miles…

    Last Saturday marked six months since I got my Quickie Jive M (I think I can no longer call it my new powerchair). I had done 487 miles in that time. I was, however, a tiny bit disappointed that I hadn’t done 500 miles because then I could have written a blog entry using the Proclaimers song for a title. I was still going to write a blog entry about having had the chair six months.  But I was taking my time getting round to it.  Then this morning I did my 500th mile. So now I can both write a blog entry about having had the chair six months…

  • 2016,  disability,  freedom,  good things,  powerchair,  Quickie Jive,  Uncategorized

    Miles on my tyres

    I’ve officially had the Jive for three months now.   And I’m pleased ro report that I didn’t come anywhere near falling out of my chair in month three so that’s an improvement on the previous two months.  I did freak people out on two occasions but I think that’s always going to be the case with this chair because of how the spider-trac suspension works – when i go up a steep ramp it shoves me really down onto my back castors and the front castors come slightly off the ground. I did 93 miles in my chair this month and set a new record for the most miles…

  • 2016,  powerchair,  Quickie Jive,  Uncategorized

    Miles on My Tyres

    I’ve had my new powerchair for two months now. I don’t want to write very much as I’m stressed and I’m tired and I don’t want to write a moany post about everything that’s going on.  It’s not been a good week or so in many ways as it’s been stupidly busy and there were some unexpected problems both minor and not quite so minor (although it’s not all been bad as amongst all the stress I managed two trips to Oxford to see friends and an evening out at a Jo Caulfield show). What I did want to make a note of somewhere and my blog is as good…

  • 2016,  Quickie Jive,  Uncategorized

    The First 50 Miles

    Last Wednesday I did my 50th mile in my new powerchair.  I was in Bournemouth for the day.  I’ve been meaning to write this entry ever since but I’m finally doing it because if I don’t I’ll have to write it tomorrow and title it “the first 60 miles” In that time I’ve Been for coffee with two different groups of friends Wandered around town a lot just trying it out and seeing what it can do. Done errands and supermarket trips and other boring things. Realised that I will not be able to get my hair cut in this chair Got on a train for the first time in…

  • 2016,  powerchair,  Quickie Jive,  R-net,  Uncategorized

    Jive Talkin’ (part two)

    Part two of my review of my new Quickie Jive M Hybrid. This is more my thoughts and experiences now I’ve had it a week. Part one is here. I have got on very well with it although I have had a few problems but the tech came back out on Wednesday to troubleshoot (a return visit for troubleshooting was always planned but had to take place much sooner than we had intended due to two full blown problems rather than the niggles we expected) and these appear fully resolved. I got the version with swing away footplates as opposed to a footboard (I like the look of a footboard…

  • 2016,  powerchair,  Quickie Jive,  R-net,  Uncategorized

    Jive Talkin’ (part one)

    I got my new powerchair just over a week ago which means as requested it’s time to give it a review.  This will be a two part blog as it was getting a little long for one entry.  This entry is more about what I’ve got on the chair as opposed to my thoughts on it. I have a Quickie Jive M Hybrid. The M means I have the midwheel drive version.  I got my first midwheel drive chair by accident when I bought a barely used second hand one and ever since I’ve insisted on midwheel drive as they have such a smaller turning circle which means they can…

  • 2016,  powerchair,  Quickie Jive,  Quickie Salsa,  R-net,  Uncategorized

    Miles on my Tyres

    I go pretty much everywhere out of the house in my powerchair (the only place I go with any regularity in the manual is sailing).  And I get there in the powerchair.  I don’t as a general rule use taxis as they are difficult to find around here (accessible ones) and expensive. Plus I live very very close to the train station and close to town so it’s not really necessary. On a daily basis I would say I probably do two or three miles in the powerchair as it’s probably somewhere in the region of two miles to do a round trip to town.  I say probably, I’ve never…

  • 2016,  Quickie Jive,  Uncategorized

    I Gotta Feeling…

    I was laying in bed this morning thinking about how I should really get up and go to the supermarket. In a minute. Really.  Oh, ok, five more minutes and I’d get up.  Probably. And then my landline rang. Pretty much the only people who call  my landline are my parents.  But the wheelchair supplier had called me on it on Tuesday.  For one miniscule moment I considered letting it go on the grounds that it was mostly likely a cold caller and if was the wheelchair people they’d probably call my mobile next and that was next to me. But what if? I swear I’ve never moved from my…