A year on from diagnosis and I'm looking out the office window as it pours with rain, which I've had to travel to work in in my powerchair and gotten drenched.
I'm thinking about how 3 weeks on Friday I'll be back on the road again and how it can't come soon enough. On March 3rd I take delivery of my brand new Volvo, my 40th birthday treat to myself.
Last March, following my diagnosis, the DVLA took my license away without any assessment of my driving whatsoever. Following complaints by other people I also made one and finally had an assessment in November which led to me being given back my license.
Of course I'd prefer if they'd done their job properly in the first place and I'd not have had to spend almost a year relying on my powerchair and my partner picking me up to take me to hers (it's a 35 mile journey each way) on weekends. I'd also rather not have had to use trains every Tuesday to get to college or sometimes to my partner's, but it has been an interesting experience. I guess.
I know at some point I'll have to give up driving for good, and that'll be a sad day(which I thought I'd already had), but hopefully that will be a long way off yet.
So, I have hope. I'm a little confused about why I wrote this but I think that's the point - having hope.
I'm thinking about how 3 weeks on Friday I'll be back on the road again and how it can't come soon enough. On March 3rd I take delivery of my brand new Volvo, my 40th birthday treat to myself.
Last March, following my diagnosis, the DVLA took my license away without any assessment of my driving whatsoever. Following complaints by other people I also made one and finally had an assessment in November which led to me being given back my license.
Of course I'd prefer if they'd done their job properly in the first place and I'd not have had to spend almost a year relying on my powerchair and my partner picking me up to take me to hers (it's a 35 mile journey each way) on weekends. I'd also rather not have had to use trains every Tuesday to get to college or sometimes to my partner's, but it has been an interesting experience. I guess.
I know at some point I'll have to give up driving for good, and that'll be a sad day(which I thought I'd already had), but hopefully that will be a long way off yet.
So, I have hope. I'm a little confused about why I wrote this but I think that's the point - having hope.
