Guest blog by Lucy Britton, who is available to answer your questions and comments on our online community now. She would love to hear from you, so please do drop her a line!
When getting out of my wheelchair to climb into the car I have two signature moves. One is to stand up and to loudly declare to all who can hear “it’s a miracle!” The other is to steer my chair level with the seat and move my bum over as if my legs are paralysed. Which one I choose depends whether I’m in a belligerent mood, or a vulnerable one.
I can stand, just not for long, and I can walk, just not very far. I need to use my wheelchair in order to have a hope of going anywhere beyond my own home. Limited as my mobility is, though, I am still made to feel like…
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