This is a personal log. It’s an account from my perspective. Some readers may know me, may feature in my retelling and may disagree with what I’ve written. But as I say this is my story from my perspective. This is how I see it and how I’ve come to terms with where I am now.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Limbo

The cogs are in motion.  I’ve been emailing and phoning and doing everything possible to find out what the holdup is with regards to the modification needed on the chair to enable me to drive with it and today I finally got a phone call back.  It’s still not sorted and may not be sorted for a while, but I’ve been assured that wheels are in motion.

It seems that just before I made my request a claim of some sort was made and now the hospital trust want to ensure everything is above board when it comes to insurance purposes and in the meantime I, and other people in similar situations, have to wait.

I wonder what’ll happen if they decide against the modifications on the grounds of insurance? Will I be able to take them for diminishing my quality of life? It seems, for the moment anyway, that the actions of one have had major consequences for the many (well, few).

At the moment I can’t make any plans.  I can’t move forward with getting back to work as I’m reliant on access to the car.  It’s tough, mentally very tough, my life is in complete limbo and in the hands of faceless lawyers who, I am sure, do not and could not appreciate what a car means to someone in my situation.