Hello dear readers!
Less than a week
into my new job and I’ve already started taking time off.
No, I’m not
playing hooky. I’m not swinging the lead, or any other associated
metals. In fact Friday’s day off was pre-booked even before I’d
signed in on Monday morn.
And of course there was a very specific reason for doing so.
And of course there was a very specific reason for doing so.
I had an appointment
you see. One that I was in sore need of. One that I had been waiting
for for quite a while, and which I had been bumped up the waiting list for.
Yes, that’s right, I had finally managed to secure an assessment
for a new wheelchair.
I’ve had my issues
with my current set of wheels over the last year or so as you can see here for exaple. It wasn’t the most fortuitous start to our association. A footplate dropped off about three weeks after getting my brand
spanking new ‘chair and, well, things just got worse and worse from
there on in, to the point where, if it were a car, it would have
failed it’s MOT, been declared decidedly road un-safe and possibly taken
outside and shot... twice. We Buy Any Car would almost certainly have
had to change their name.
It is, however, a
wheelchair (just) making the task of replacing it considerably
cheaper than a car, but a little more laden with various bureaucratic
niceties. I have, you see, after much prompting from family, decided
to investigate the NHS Wheelchair Voucher Scheme.
Livin' La Vida Lada
Once upon a time (but not in a galaxy far, far away,) the only way to obtain a new wheelchair was to attend an assessment where you would be measured, quizzed as to your lifestyle and needs, and possibly put through your paces on a little miniature assault course to see how you dealt with things like kerbs and hills. Thankfully, although the course is a little tricky, they do go easy on the cargo nets and zip lines. At the end of this process, a recommendation would then be made, perhaps with a back up option held in reserve, and that, as they say, would be that.
Once upon a time (but not in a galaxy far, far away,) the only way to obtain a new wheelchair was to attend an assessment where you would be measured, quizzed as to your lifestyle and needs, and possibly put through your paces on a little miniature assault course to see how you dealt with things like kerbs and hills. Thankfully, although the course is a little tricky, they do go easy on the cargo nets and zip lines. At the end of this process, a recommendation would then be made, perhaps with a back up option held in reserve, and that, as they say, would be that.
The choices
available are minimal, the chairs themselves fairly basic models and,
as cost is obviously a factor, reliability can, on occasion, suffer.
It’s like wanting a new car but the top available model being a
Lada Riva.
This is where the
voucher scheme comes in. The first part of the process is fairly
similar, with an assessment, as to needs taking place (no assault
course this time though).
After this a decision as to the type of ‘chair needed is made, a costing for a reasonable example of that type is reached, and vouchers are produced for the seated person in question to spend at a range of private suppliers. This means that, possibly with an injection of extra funds, a better model of chair should be achievable.
After this a decision as to the type of ‘chair needed is made, a costing for a reasonable example of that type is reached, and vouchers are produced for the seated person in question to spend at a range of private suppliers. This means that, possibly with an injection of extra funds, a better model of chair should be achievable.
How Much!?!?
Now you might think
that a wheelchair is a wheelchair is a wheelchair, but you would be
wrong. I’ve already drawn the comparison to buying a car and the
analogy holds when it comes to the models available. You can go from
the mile wide monstrosities you find in hospitals, through the looks
alright-ish but falls apart a lot (I.E. my current wheels), right
through to sports ‘chairs with titanium frames, sloping wheels, and
integrated ant-tip features. Very nice.
Then we have the
really high end, the Bugatti Veyrons of the wheelchair world, like
the Trekinetic K2. It’s the type of chair that belongs on a poster
in a young boys bedroom, possibly between a Lamborghini and a tennis
player with an itchy bum. Of course, you get nothing for nothing, and
all these options have a price tag attached to them. For the
Trekinetic for instance we’re starting at £3595, rising to £9495.
I’ll pause here for a second to allow those that have just fallen off there own chairs time to recover.
I’ll pause here for a second to allow those that have just fallen off there own chairs time to recover.
Admittedly that is
the rarefied air of the very pinnacle of the top end, but even for a
reasonably modest, but well built lightweight wheelchair we could be
talking £1500 plus. For that money you’re probably looking at a
choice of folding or solid frame, Aluminium construction, and possibly a
chair that is at least partially made to measure. Most importantly it
should definitely be robust enough to last the pace.
Inaction Man
I’m not the worlds
most active person. I believe most wholeheartedly in the
conservation of energy, and generally eschew sporting activities
outside spectating or possibly a bit of Xbox (other consoles are
available). I am however a solidly built lad, maybe carrying
around a pound or two more than I should be. I also have the
approximate delicacy and finesse of a frantic blindfolded elephant
who’s twenty minutes late the international conference on
clumsiness. Over the years I’ve injured myself more than once in
the course of throwing my ‘chair up or across various obstacles...
and the ‘chair hasn’t faired all that well either.
In fact, in the last
5 years I’ve gone through two wheelchairs and neither left my service in anything like a
state of trade-in-ability. This next chair then needs to be solidly
built, rugged, and durable above all else. Lightness of weight would
also be a definite boon.
The value of the
vouchers however, well that remains to be seen. Matters of style and
design may therefore have to take a back sea to pure, unadulterated
functionality. It’s a shame, but I know a Vayron will be out of my
reach. Maybe a more modest Audi or perhaps a Beamer will be something
I can go for without too much damage to the bank account, but for now
all I can do is drool over the super-chairs and wait for that all
important letter.
Until next time…
Thoughts? Feedback?
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Thanks for reading.
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