Saturday 27 September 2014

It Takes My Breath Away...

It's been a busy few weeks since school started up again, and I'm definitely starting to feel the difference now that my exams are looming in the relatively near future. We've now completed the fourth week back, but I can safely say that by the fourth day my chest had already filled up with secretions, meaning all of my respiratory machines were, once more, called in for action. Everybody seems to get some sort of cough/cold at the start of term, especially after the summer holidays, but the difference for me is that I find it more difficult to get the rubbish up and off my chest. Luckily, thanks to all of my amazing equipment and round-the-clock intervention, I was able to stay well enough to enjoy of the exciting things that we'd planned for September so far...

The first on our list was The Donna Louise Children's Hospice's 'Shining Stars'. I thought that this would be a great opportunity for me to have a go at performing some of my own songs on the keyboard whilst singing, as it's not something that I'd ever done before. I was worried about my hands being too cold to play - as I've said before, they're useless when they freeze - but in actual fact, they were so sweaty because the nerves that my fingers were slipping off the keys! It wasn't a big event by any stretch, but for me it was a chance to build confidence and have a go at sharing the thing that I love.

My debut!

A few days prior to this event, our family received a surprise invitation to the Crème de la Crème Ball in Alderly Edge hosted by Ashley and Dawn Ward. These two people have worked so hard over the past years for Caudwell Children, and now host an annual ball to try and raise as much as they can for the charity. The room looked fabulous, decked out in the style of the French Riviera, and it truly was a magical evening. I was asked to do a little speech about how my chair has transformed my life, and how much it would mean for other families to receive one just like it. I do get slightly nervous when I talk to quite a lot of people like that, but I'd definitely say that I was more nervous when performing on the keyboard to only 20 people! When I speak about my chair, I don't ever write anything down, but I find that once you're up there it all seems to flow - except that when under pressure, I tend to come out with really random phrases like 'the cherry on the top!' which I've never said before in my life.... My Balder (power-chair from Etac) is such a huge part of my life, I have no trouble telling people about it from the heart. The compare decided then to ask if 20 people could pledge £1000 each (with 12 months to fundraise if needed), together they would be able to buy a child one wheelchair which would change their life drastically for the better. An astonishing 40 wonderful people raised their hands meaning that Caudwell Children could provide two children with life-changing wheelchairs, which was honestly better than we could have ever imagined! Just when you think all of the amazingness has happened for that night, one extremely kind and generous gentleman put his hand up and said that he would like to buy one whole chair for a child - that's £20,000! People often say to me that that sounds awfully pricey, but if you break it down, it costs next to nothing per day. I get into my chair at 07:00am and I'm in it until at least 10:00pm, but if attending a ball, that will definitely be a lot later! Even more astonishing, after the big auction, another big-hearted gentlemen donated  a further £20,000 for a whole chair, bringing freedom and independence to a child's life. 

 Matt Evers from Dancing On Ice!
 
Anthony Cotton (Sean) from Coronation Street!



It was a magical evening, with beautiful décor and surround by a whole host of celebrities, but the kindness and generosity of some people in this world really does take my breath away.

 
It was a big bump back down to Earth on that Monday morning at 06:00am after our fabulous weekend, but I guess we had to come down from cloud 99 at some point. My little chest infection started to get gradually more fierce as the week progressed, and by Wednesday I needed my cough assist whilst at school. I've said before that it is a huge piece of kit, and unfortunately this means that if I'm needing it quite regularly, I  have to be at home. We're hopefully getting a more portable version soon, and so fingers crossed it will be a lot easier. When I was off for nearly six weeks last year after my surgery, my Teaching Assistants made sure that I was kept up to date with all the work, and even came to the house a couple of time to make sure I was okay with everything. They've continued to ensure that I stay on top of all my work when I'm off, as it's rubbish when you get back after a long period of time and don't have a clue what's going on. People may look at me and think 'What's she having time off for? She's hardly ill at all!' but we find that coming out of school as soon as we can, and working round-the-clock to try and clear my chest seems to - touch wood - keeps us away from the hospital.

Just one of the machines in the tool box...


On a normal day there is quite a high risk of me choking, involving streaming eyes, red face, unable to speak, and basically, it takes all my breath away. This happens from time to time, but thanks to my suction unit (secretion hoover, a bit like at the dentist), cough assist etc. it can be quite easily solved. We do take it seriously though, as there can be severe consequences.

Luckily, we managed to keep this little chest infection at bay, meaning that we were still able to travel to South Wales for the family gathering at my Nana's. Car journeys are usually the worst thing for a dodgy chest, and so it probably didn't seem like the most sensible idea to drive 3 hours down the motorway, but as long as I don't fall asleep, it's generally okay. The party was great, and the weather was perfect for sitting outside and enjoying the last moments of summer. Unfortunately, the person living in the house behind also though that it was the perfect day to light a bonfire, consequently, once more, clogging up my chest! But hey, it was still a lovely evening and, with a few extension cables and a cough assist in the back garden, nothing can stop us!

Apart just the huge amounts of school work piling up, the other reason for the delay on this blog is that my arm supports went into 'melt-down', most likely caused by overuse! The company (Neater Solutions) were fantastic and immediately sent out a replacement set to take over whilst they set me up with new and even improved arm supports asap. Fortunately my fab Dad was able to take care of the oily bits and carry out the swap.  Having to last two days without my arms - literally, next to no use of them - does make you realise just what an important part they now play in my life. Everything from feeding myself, to writing, typing, scratching my eye-brow, to playing the keyboard is snatched away, and with it goes the majority of my independence. Interestingly, my breathing is also affected with my arms and shoulders motionless all day, and even my posture, straight away starts to deteriorate, and my head control is significantly weaker - it doesn't seem like your arm movements would affect so much of your body, but they really do!

All fixed up with the temporary set of arm supports for now, with my chest feeling so much better and desperately trying to catch up on all the work that I couldn't do whilst I was out of action, but hopefully I will be able to blog again in the very near future.

Write soon,

Tilly,xox

Saturday 6 September 2014

All Rocked Out!

Wow, I honestly don't think that I could have asked for a better Summer than this one! During the last week of the holidays we made our annual pilgrimage to South Wales to visit my Mum's family and it's lovely to go and catch-up on all the news, as well as just being able to chill out before the hectic school year begins. Normally we'd spend most of the days down at the beach on Barry Island (locally known as Barrybados) but as the weather was against us on that one this time, we decided to spend our time either shopping in Cardiff; back at my auntie's house playing Scrabble with our Nana; or strolling along the promenade with our Fish and Chips and an ice-cream! It's a hard life, it really is! If the sun was to kindly grace us with it's presence and we were to go down onto the actual beach, I would use either my 'all-terrainer' or a manual wheelchair, as asking my fantastic chair to negotiate the sand - as well as all the other functions it has! - might just be one step too far for now, but trust me, it won't be long.

 Riding on the crest of a wave!
 
 Happy as a sand girl!
 

 The sky's the limit!
 
All of my pieces of equipment are all fantastic at what they do, but it also take the enthusiasm and good-will of the people around me to make things like this possible. For instance, on our recent holiday to the Dominican Republic (it was a-ma-zing!), I took along my manual wheelchair as well as my electric chair, just for simple things really like getting around the airport and, of course, accessing the beach, and it was absolutely perfect. It has a very supportive seating system to help with head control etc. and meant that I could even do things like go on a boat trip which would have been practically impossible without it.
 

 
 Health and Safety who?!
 
Having said this, being in a manual chair does mean that all of my independence is completely gone, and I'm no longer free to choose where I go, what I do, or even when I can scratch my nose! My arms aren't strong enough for me to self-propel even a little way, and so I'm just stranded until someone is free to push me around. There's also the smaller things that you perhaps wouldn't think of, for instance, being able to feed myself. My arm-supports are powered through my electric chair, and so when I'm out of it, I pretty much lose the use of my arms too. Despite these things, I would definitely say that some sort of a manual/all-terrain chair is a must, simply because it opens up so many doors that might otherwise be locked.
 
After packing up the car on Saturday morning (even if we're only staying for two nights we look like we're moving in), we set off from Wales and headed for Fusion Festival in Birmingham! We'd been to this one in 2013, and so we kind of knew what to do, where to go etc, but with everyone being so kind and helpful, there really would have been no issue either way. We once again managed to claim a spot on the front barrier, but this time there was a 'Golden Circle' (an area around the front of the stage that's sectioned off for people with wristbands), meaning that we were competing with a slightly smaller number of people. Our friend Angelique was travelling over from Holland that day for the concert, and so we were praying that there would be just enough space for her to join us as she's currently reliant on her wheelchair.
 

#FestivalSelfie! 
 
We met Angelique back in December last year whilst queuing for the Union J concert, and since then we've spoken in some way or another practically every day! I'm not exactly bombarded by friendships at school to say the least, and so I think I can safely say that Angelique has become one of my very closest friends (despite the however many hundreds of miles between us!). We've now met up twice since the Union J concert, and then it turns out we both - by chance! - booked tickets for The Vamps for the same day, and so it'll only be a few weeks until the next time!
 
The concert was amazing, featuring huge acts like The Loveable Rogues, The Vamps, Rizzle Kicks, and Pitbull! The vibe down in the crowd is incredible, and I think that that's the stem of my problem with the accessible platform - the view's great (well, of the screens anyway) but there is absolutely no atmosphere at all! Most people struggle to see at a festival simply down to the sheer amount of heads, and of course, with my chair I'm at no disadvantage as I can go up to practically their height, but I'd much rather have to slightly compromise on the view any day! Having said that though, I'll still be fighting to get on that front row just as hard as anyone else will be!
 
 Up close and personal!
 
Angelique also happens to be rather fond of a certain Mr Ollie Marland, consequently travelling halfway across Europe to see him, and it turned out that he was in actual fact there on the Saturday, just not performing until the Sunday. I know I've said it before, but this was just even more proof of what a genuinely nice person he is. We bumped into him with his friends and family on the way out of the arena, and he instantly stopped to have a huge chat and lots of photos. He was so sweet, and took the time to talk to us all, so comfortably and naturally, and he so clearly, honestly cared. We hadn't ever imagined that we'd get to see him that night, and that just made the whole thing extra, extra special.
 
 
We stayed at the Premier Inn just minutes from the venue to save travelling there and back, and so after quickly grabbing our compulsory McDonald's, we got straight into bed, preparing ourselves for day 2! Because of the vibrations from the concert, my chest can sometimes fill up with secretions, so we always take along my cough assist if we're doing a night-stop, just in case. Without this hefty machine, my coughs are quite weak meaning that if there's a bit of rubbish on my chest, I really struggle to get rid of it. The cough assist looks quite scary, but all it's really doing is pushing air in to inflate my lungs (via a mask), and then sucking it out, hauling all my problematic secretions with it. Although it's not exactly complicated, this machine can be the difference between staying at home or dialling 999. We took it along into the field on the Sunday as a precaution more than anything, but the problem is, using it does require a plug socket. Luckily we have just been told that I can have a new, portable version as, to be fair, I have had mine for well over 10 years now! It will be a complete game changer as I'll be able to take it into school, shopping, festivals, Downing Street etc. which is currently impossible, partly due to the enormous weight of the thing!
 
With a huge amount of teamwork (and my sister Candice's Usain Bolt impression), we managed to secure an amazing position on the front row in the centre for the last time this summer. It was an amazing way to end the holidays, with all of our favourite bands/artists performing just metres away - the magic of that never wears off! 
 
 
6 concerts, 6 weeks, 6 front rows!
 
Ollie Marland.xo
 
Pixie Lott.xo
 
 Jessie J-mazing!
 
We drove home that night, as being faced with the task of packing up all my machines the next morning as well as battling with the Monday morning traffic was just too much to bare. We stopped for our last McDonald's of the holidays, and had our final after-midnight-feast back at home. Lexi, our Golden Retriever, was so excited to see us after our week away, literally kart-wheeling around the living room with happiness!
 
I'd planned to spend what was left of Monday after I'd got up preparing for the first day back at school, but yeah, that didn't happen - sorting out concert photos takes up a lot of time! I woke up at 06:00am on Tuesday not even a little bit ready, but it had to come at some point I suppose. I've started my two year GCSE course now, meaning that the amount of homework and revision is now going to do nothing but get bigger. I'll do my best to blog whenever possible, but please forgive me I go a bit quiet from time to time. You can always also keep up to date via Twitter if you'd like: @TillyKG_xoxox
 
 
Write as soon as I can,
 
Tilly,xox