so this morning my mum phoned the stairlift company because they didn't phone first thing this morning like they said they would. the engineer i saw on friday who told me he was going to request a new part lied to me! he apparently went back to the office & said theirs nothing wrong & didn't even suggest a new part!
so all they would agree to do was send yet another engineer out. he would be sent out in the morning. he finally arrived at 8.15 tonight! of course he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
however in the meantime my mum had mentioned human rights (i've been trapped upstairs for 5 days now) and disability discrimination act to stairlift company over the phone. i had also mentioned my imprisonment on minster fm's facebook page. we don't know exactly what it was that hit a nerve but customer services have been on the phone grovelling, promising to sort the problem then apologising more when mum discovered customer services have been given the wrong information about what is actually wrong. so we might finally be getting somewhere.
i will however be a prisoner until at least friday when technical support are apparently coming out. so it seems the minimum sentence for the terrible crime of being disabled is 9 days

I were going to write this yesterday but if I had their would've been a lot of swearing in it! I decided I needed to calm down before I wrote it.
On wednesday night the local Womens Institute (W.I) were meeting at a village hall not far from where I live & they had a lady coming to show them how to make a couple of christmas decorations. Yes I know it's a little late or very early for christmas decorations depending which christmas your thinking of but we did have 25 inches of snow when she was supposed to be there & the roads were either closed or pretty dangerous.
So Wednesday night came around & me & mum went to the village hall which surprisingly is wheelchair accessible once you've got over the path that almost shakes you to pieces! Thankfully the path really only bothered my legs which felt like they were vibrating, if my shoulder was feeling like that too I wouldn't have made it over the path as I'm being extremely careful with my shoulder.
Anyway we had a good evening, my mum stayed too & enjoyed it. I did get frustrated making the first decoration (the angel) because it was too fiddly, I kept dislocating fingers on my good hand and I still have my other arm in a sling which doesn't exactly help matters. I don't think I'll be trying to make another of those decorations as it would be too fiddly even with the use of both arms.
The second decoration was much easier to make & I'll certainly try doing more of those.

It was when we got back home that I had problems though. I got on the stairlift & set off upstairs & it stopped suddenly jarring my neck (which is still quite painful now) but much more worryingly jarring my shoulder, the shoulder I have to be very careful with & now over 5 weeks since surgery still aren't allowed to move, the shoulder that my surgeon told me if this operation doesn't work it's very unlikely he or anyone else will be able to improve it. So now I don't know whether my shoulder is ok or whether thats it the stairlift stopping has messed my shoulder up for the rest of my life.
It would be annoying enough if this was the first time the stairlift has done this but really I couldn't blame anyone then because you can't predict when somethings going to go wrong with a piece of equipment but this same problem has supposedly been fixed at least 6 times! The people meant to have fixed it have on at least 3 occasions shown their incompetence by saying they've checked it thoroughly but failed to notice a screw missing from quite an obvious place under the seat which even folds up to make it more obvious!
So on Thursday morning my mum phoned the stairlift company yet again & explained that until the stairlift is fixed I cannot use it because when it stops suddenly it jars my shoulder & could easily permanently damage it. The stairlift might not have this problem again for weeks or even months but I don't know when it will happen again so I can't risk using it. They sent someone out yesterday afternoon. Of course it worked fine then so he's going to request a new part but doesn't know if it will be authorised because he couldn't find a fault. So I will be stuck upstairs until at least monday. Thats 4 days that I probably have less freedom than a lot of prisoners who have done terrible things! I will miss a party, probably the only party I'll be invited to all year & I will miss cross stitch club unless they get here & fix the stairlift monday morning

I got rather behind in my blogging. So here's what's been happening:
- I enjoyed a couple of weeks of being able to walk better than I have in at least 7 years, all I needed was my leg in a cast! Waiting for orthotists appointment now in the hope I can get some sort of brace to help me walk
- I had my head shaved, roped my mum in too & we raised £2500 for charity. My mums hair wasn't long enough to donate to 'locks of love' to be made into a wig but I could just sit on the ends of my hair so I donated mine
- I had shoulder surgery just a few days before christmas, still have my arm in a sling & am under strict instructions not to move my shoulder yet
- I were given oramorph after shoulder surgery & got on with it so well I'll be asking at pain clinic whether I can have it just for when the pain gets really bad
- I can't get out of the house by myself & social services say theirs no funding for a temporary ramp until april
- the stairlift still isn't fixed! thankfully it seemed to hurt my neck more than my shoulder when it suddenly stopped last night

So thats whats been happening along with several other things that I forgot probably but hey it is 4.35am so my brain isn't working that well