National Trust and disabled access during COVID-19

This might come across a bit #middleclassproblem but stick with me.

We've been members of the National Trust for years. As parents of a young (and seemingly inexhaustible) child, we're always looking for ways to use up some of her energy. And getting out in the open air is good for us all.  

PLUS there is, at most properties, excellent parking, great toilet facilities and a place to get lunch and a decent cup of tea. Also, in our experience they really seem to "get" accessibility. 

We live pretty much smack bang in the middle of the country so we've got some great places to visit on our doorstep.  

Sudbury Hall can provide a buggy service from the car park to the property. A similar scheme at Calke Abbey can get you right the way across the whole property.

Our nearest National Trust site is Kedleston Hall, which you might recognise from The Duchess. 

On a visit earlier this year they provided an off-road wheelchair (which was like a regular one but with BMX bike tyres) that by all accounts was a lot easier to push on the short circular walk. It was certainly comfier than my own chair.

HOWEVER…

(You knew that was coming, right?)

We went to Kedleston last week. Obviously in the light of the Coronavirus pandemic, the hall isn't open and we had to book our slot to have a trip around the park and gardens. 

So far no biggie. Forward planning and preparation are the norm for us.

But when we asked if the off-road chairs were available, we were told no. We kind of expected it but afterwards we couldn't help wondering why?

Yes, we know about the pandemic and the bloody New Normal and all that. But...

Why is disabled access the first thing to go out the window? 

Is it too difficult to wipe things down between uses? Supermarkets seem able to do it.

We'd even be prepared to provide our own Flash wipes. 

*other antibacterial wipes are available

Like I say, we expected it. And to some extent we accepted it. 

But the edge was taken off our day. And it was exhausting. 

My chair is heavier to push so Mrs D was worn out. Because I knew she was struggling, I forced myself to walk more than I probably should have. Which was severely fatiguing, which in turn made my walking worse, which was distressing for my family to see. 

The worst thing is...

It's not just at Kedleston

The accessibility options at other local sites such as the ones I mentioned above are currently severely curtailed too.

It's enough to make me feel paranoid.

I've already talked about the fact that people with pre-existing conditions during this pandemic are like the red-shirted officers from the original series of Star Trek. We get it, we're disposable. If not a downright annoyance.

This article in today's Guardian by Frances Ryan notes the fact that, during lockdown, with working from home, cultural events and venues being accesible online...

It was frustrating and joyful, obvious and revelatory. The secret was out: the world could be accessible. Inequality was actually a choice.

But now that things are starting to open up, are those of us with access requirements just meant to stay indoors indefinitely? 

Now don't get me wrong. I know this is only the case with regards to our free time and doing things which could benefit our mental health. We should forget about doing THOSE. 

But if it's getting our butts back into work? 

Come out, come out wherever you are!

By the way, I know Judy G had some substance issues (that's putting it mildly), but the description to this clip is, "Dorothy is recognized as a heroin of Munchkin Land".

Dark times.

no sympathy

I've noticed that when a celebrity comes out as having MS, the response of the online community can be a little... troubling.

Initially there's support for 'one of us', a new member of our own wonky club. Plus they're shining a light on our condition. They're demystifying it for the general population. They're showing that life doesn't need to end after an MS diagnosis.

And then... we can often seem to turn on them.

Selma Blair is the most obvious recent example. She came out in a really public way with some upsetting symptoms for anyone to deal with, let alone a young woman. Poor mobility, speech problems. Hard to deal with when you're an actress, right?

I think the snark started when she was spotted using an Alinker walking bike. These are pretty expensive bits of kit, with crowdfunding being the way most people are able to source one.

Did she even have to pay for her Alinker? Is she being paid to be seen using one?

Just recently she has appeared on US TV and Instagram sharing her experience of Stem Cell Treatment. And there've been some pretty harsh comments.

Things like:

"These people have all the advantages. They can't compare their journey to ours"

And:

"They're playing the victim card. I have friends who are dealing with worse and are more inspiring"

FULL DISCLOSURE: I know where this kind of thinking comes from. I'm not judging, it's only natural.

But the thing that can be missed with reactions like this is the fact that Selma Blair is a young parent who has been blind-sided by a life-changing diagnosis.

I think we can all empathise with what she's dealing with. And I speak from my own experience that I have been willing to try anything if there's the slightest chance it can help (hello, Reiki!).

And the fact is, if money were no object, wouldn't you be willing to try anything for the sake of your health?

At the very least (and I'm hyper-aware that this might not show me in the most charitable of lights so bear with me!), I'm quite happy for Selma Blair and Jack Osbourne to be the guinea pigs for Stem Cell Treatment.

Let's face facts, as amazing as it potentially is, it's not yet a fully proven treatment.

Look at what happened to Caroline Wyatt. The BBC journalist paid to have stem cell treatment in Mexico in 2016. And following six months of feeling good she has eventually arrived pretty much back where she was in the first place. In an interview with the MS Trust earlier this year, she said:

"I do know people for whom it has halted progression, equally I know people who've been worse as a result and I know of one person who died."

So I'm more than happy for research to carry on. And for that research to be robust and trustworthy, we're going to need test subjects.

Any results - positive, negative or indifferent - will feed into future treatments. As if on cue, this (from the MS Society) popped up on Twitter earlier today. More please!

We're all dealing with the same beast, regardless of any financial or social advantages - so let's try not to pick fights with each other.

Or as my pithy yet degenerate friend SwissLet put it in a recent comment on this very blog, "Don't be a dick".

It's a lesson I could do with heeding myself.

driving, mobility and the 20m rule

I've always loved driving, ever since I passed my test *gasps* over a quarter of a century ago.

When I passed (second attempt, like all the best drivers) I'd always look for a slightly longer route and go for meandering pointless drives for no real reason. Years ago, an ex-girlfriend completed some postgraduate study in York and pretty much every weekend I'd do the 180 mile round trip, returning back home in the Monday morning rush hour. And I liked it.

I've always been a safe driver and my MS hasn't affected my abilities. In actuality, the fact I was able to drive was used as a reason my Personal Independence Payment (PIP) application was turned down last year.

See? We're not joking when we say that this system actively penalises people for their independence.

Anyway. Full disclosure: over the last few years there HAVE been a handful of incidents when I've been driving long distances and my left leg has gotten tired. Which could mean that gear changes required careful planning.

Which is all well and good during normal driving. But recently I decided it was time to stop riding my luck.
I've always driven with manual gearboxes but a couple of months ago we got our hands on an automatic car. And it's brilliant.

It's taken so little time getting used to driving without changing gears that I can't imagine going back to a manual car. Aside from anything else I'm not tired when I get to where I'm going. Plus not having to think about gears allows me to concentrate on everything else which is going on.

I personally decided not to explore other adaptations but what is available is staggering.

Help for driving can include hand controls, steering aids, pedal modifications. Transfer plates and swivel seats which help people get into their car.

There are even roof boxes that can pick up and store a wheelchair, like some kind of benign Transformer.

Obviously these things come at a price. If I hadn't got the enhanced mobility part of my PIP award I would probably have had to give up driving - maybe not today but soon.

There are a lot of people with MS who aren't getting the PIP settlement they should be entitled to and the 20 metre rule is the main reason. It's such a cruelly inflexible rule - especially when MS is a condition which fluctuates on a day-by-day (if not hour-by-hour) basis. It demonstrates a complete inability (or unwillingness) to engage with the reality of the condition.

I've grumbled about the MS Society over the years but their ongoing campaign against the 20m rule is one of their best.

when is independence not independence?

When it's independence in Multiple Sclerosis!

Last week I was invited to attend a workshop in London on this very topic, the first time I've done anything like this.

The objective of the workshop was to:

• Look at what the concept of independence means to people with MS and their carers 
• Explore how MS health and care services can make achieving independence a core objective, to inform the development of policy and practice recommendations

whiteboard? post-it notes? it's a WORKSHOP!!

All in it was a pretty interesting day and I do enjoy chatting to other people who get what it's all about. Also in attendance was a MS Nurse from the Queen's Medical Centre (she taught me how to inject Rebif back in the day!) and someone from the MS Society.

However, it's grimly ironic to note that of the people with MS at a conference on independence, every one of them came with a carer or companion.

For my part, Mrs D was busy so my Dad came with me. Aside from his help with the cognitive and anxiety-raising issues associated with travelling to London, we took my wheelchair. This was mostly for use in getting around train stations - aside from this we were either getting taxis, and obviously I was rocking my sexy double sticks.

In order for me to be independent enough to attend this event, it took:

• A lift from my father-in-law to and from our local station
• My father attending the event with me and transporting me by wheelchair when necessary 
• First-class train travel both ways - for extra room, and less chance of hassles with dodgy loos or gits in your seat
• Pre-booked assistance with getting the wheelchair on the train - I walked to my seat both journeys but it was meant to help my Dad get the chair on board. AN ASIDE: the assistance was provided in each instance (we've all heard horror stories about assistance simply not turning up) but my Dad is quite impatient so we only used it on our outward journey. Every other time he just made it work.
• Taxis - I don't need the hassle of dealing with the Underground

And that's not counting the rest of my family and all the medical professionals who get me to where I can even consider travelling to the extent which I have this year.

Aside from remaining in employment, concerns about financial security and the wobbly nature of the welfare state, this was one of the main things we talked about at the event - the fact that each of us has a silent majority working behind the scenes to keep us going.

So much for independence! It's like the African proverb, "It takes a village to raise a child".

But in my case, it takes a small army to give me any kind of independence.